Why My Love Affair with Alcohol Ends Here
Since my father died of alcoholism 17 year ago, I have had a love / hate relationship with the poison, but have not been able to give it up. Here I reflect on why it's had such a hold on me.
In the middle of last night, I went to the loo and felt a wave of relief when I realised we were on the cusp of the first day of January, the first day of taking a break from alcohol. I had made the commitment to Dry January, backed up by an app called Reframe, and if I can stick to it I might then…