Shock

I threw up last night. I got in, went to bed, and started feeling bad. It wasn't really bad, but, I just threw up a mouthful into the trash can in my bathroom, not knowing which end of me was going to give way first, I was sitting on the toilet. I hate that. I think it was the 2 glasses of wine, and some super rich food S and I ate, and the shock of Ex's surprise daughter. 

I have been drinking. Not much, in some ways. A couple of glasses of wine on weekends, and maybe one or 2 in the week with dinner, I'm not a raging alcoholic, but.. It's worrying me. I don't normally drink. I haven't really drunk for most of my adult life, but right now, it just feels good to get that buzz going, and get happy. It stops me feeling the shit.