I quit drinking about a month ago. My wife thinks I'm an alcoholic. I've been struggling with that idea for a long time. I don't know what an alcoholic is. I'm a problem drinker, sometimes. Most of the time, I'm not a problem drinker. I have committed to stopping drinking for a year. She never wants me to drink again, which I think is unfair / unrealistic. I've gotten much better. I used to drink whiskey straight out of the bottle while walking back from the bottle shop. That was over 10 years ago. These days, I rarely have more than a six-pack. Leading up the incident a month ago, I was having one can of bourbon and coke a day.
I went to AA and they kept telling me that I was in denial, but they couldn't actually define what an alcoholic is... which struck me as a bit odd considering it's one of the As in AA.
During COVID, I was drinking so much that I often spent the next day with my head in the toilet vomiting bile for literally hours until my throat and my gums felt like I just drank battery acid. I got to a point where I decided to limit my drinking. I haven't been perfect since then, but I don't want to completely give up on my ability to moderate.
I am not powerless to alcohol.
My name is bird and I am not an alcoholic.