I love wine! I love it so much that I've realised I need to sort out my relationship with it or else banish it from my life all together.

Since becoming a Mum i've bought in hook, line and sinker to the Mum Life cliche of needing a wine to cope with the madness. And for a while, I fell in love with this idea. Shit it became part of what I thought made me me. The Mum who says "fuck it" we'll have wine for lunch coz YOLO. But I realised that all that wine drinking was really just masking this constant simmering feeling of disconnection, discontentment and being terrified of feeling out of control.

I asked myself - If wine is the bandaid, then what is the wound? And it's been a bumpy ride babes, from figuring out what I was using wine to escape from and building my trust muscle with myself to falling straight back down the vino rabbit hole after a miscarriage and then really hitting my own personal low during these crazy covid days.

Let's have the conversation right, it ain't easy and hell maybe you really dont' fucking want to BUT when we think of it as an enquiry into truly loving and trusting ourselves and feeling whole without needing anything to fill our void - then what could be the harm in that aye.

And if this has brought up intense feelings or if you do think you need some help dealing with alcohol in your life then please reach out to these services xx

NZ: Alcohol Drug Helpline on 0800 787 797 https://alcoholdrughelp.org.nz/

Australia: https://drinkwise.org.au/drinking-and-you/support-services/#