We can be sneaky bastards us alcoholics. We can be quite creative covering up our drinking. I would lie which is something I don’t do unless it comes down to my drinking. When I was asked if I had been drinking my standard response would be no or I’d play it down by saying in a casual voice ‘Yeah, I’ve had a couple’ when in reality I had consumer a whole heap more.
One of the problems with living with my folks is the fact I had nowhere to put my empties. I couldn’t put them in the recycling bin as it would fill too quick and the folks would notice so I started collecting them and putting them in rubbish bags in the shed, in my car, in my bedroom wardrobe and on bin night I would sneak around the neighbourhood using other peoples bins. Being an alcoholic is a full-time job!
I got real good at acting sober after I’d been drinking. I became real good at it. I would fight the urge to talk a lot, I would double check what it was that I wanted to speak about, I never ever get angry, aggressive, confrontational, If I thought I was obviously drunk and showing it I would keep away from people. The main thing that would give it away is if I was slurring my words.
My folks aren’t stupid. I’m sure there has been countless times that they knew I was intoxicated but didn’t bring it up. Every now and then they would ask if I’d been on a bender and if I was sober I would always own up to it. While I’m in hospital my mum told me she had cleaned out my room and removed 4 o 5 garbage bags of beer bottles. Busted! Thank God they are still wanting me to stay with them. A lot of parents wouldn’t put up with shit like that!