The Diary of a Victim of an Alcoholic

Parallel Universe -that is where I am - photo by yhancik If you have been an alcoholic for say 30 years and are say about mid fifties, I believe that you are more likely to become a worse alcoholic if you are not so called "recovering" (a euphemism for managing to control it - just). This, I feel, is the case with Jane. Her binges are slightly different. There is more an air that she has given up. And giving up is not the thing to do if you are an alcoholic. As I write this she is in the 8th day of a binge. As a reminder, for her, a binge is: to lie in bed almost permanently to consume about one 75 ml bottle of vodka per day (wine bottle size) ( update: this means 75 cl or a wine bottle size) to eat extremely little to lose weight (she is a poor eater and thin anyway) to make herself sick to sleep in an horrendous smelly mess to make death rattle noises in the night to give me the feeling that I am living with a corpse to go out to the shops to buy more booz