Ok well that's enough of my bollocks tonight.
Night all and I really, really do appreciate you all xxx
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i'd been made redundant, applying for different jobs again - and not getting what i thought i wanted, and there was the stresses of my wee bro getting married - and maybe i felt, way deep down, a bit of a failure on the romantic front as was single (still am - PM me if any single lassies out there :haha
... and having to move back to my folks for a short while, and tho i had been made redundant a couple of months previous and I'd known about/been working on my bro's wedding for several months etc... something gave in. ... It wasn't deluge of drink suddenly being drunk. It was a half glass of wine - almost a communion sup! - and nothing for days, and for the proceeding year i'd often not even drink the recommended weekly amount... but 5 years on and it's crept up, gradually, gradually... I had found my comfort blanket again. Like Linus I couldn't let it go. 
i'd been made redundant, applying for different jobs again - and not getting what i thought i wanted, and there was the stresses of my wee bro getting married - and maybe i felt, way deep down, a bit of a failure on the romantic front as was single (still am - PM me if any single lassies out there :haha
... and having to move back to my folks for a short while, and tho i had been made redundant a couple of months previous and I'd known about/been working on my bro's wedding for several months etc... something gave in. ... It wasn't deluge of drink suddenly being drunk. It was a half glass of wine - almost a communion sup! - and nothing for days, and for the proceeding year i'd often not even drink the recommended weekly amount... but 5 years on and it's crept up, gradually, gradually... I had found my comfort blanket again. Like Linus I couldn't let it go. 

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