One glass is never enough. I always want just ‘one more’. And I end up having 1 to many.
Wine, liquor, even mouthwash. Mommy likes to chug like sailor, and oftentimes I am alone in the house with my son when I’m fucked up.
My son, is such a good, smart, responsible boy. He has such a good and loyal heart. I raised him well and I’m so proud of him.
The drunker I get the hornier I get. I’m so ashamed of how much my boy has had to see me go through. I turn into a completely different mommy when I’m wasted. The room starts spinning. I start peeling off my clothes , kicking off my shoes, untying my hair scrunchie.
My boy follows me around the house, he monitors mommy to make sure she doesn’t get hurt.
Ever since mommy and daddy got a divorce. Life just hasn’t been the same. Mommy drinks her pain away.
Unfortunately, mommy doesn’t make the best decisions when she is inebriated.
I scream, I cry, I punch the walls. I’m an entire mess.
My son has done his best to be supportive of me, by helping and consoling me.
It means the world to me.
Mommy just loves her boy and loves that he’s growing up to be a mature and strong young man.
He fills up mommy’s wine glass up when she asks for more. He holds the glass up to mommy’s lips and tips it back so mommy drinks ever drop. Forcing intoxication upon me.
My speech becomes slurred, he can smell the alcohol on mommy’s breath, and holds mommy’s hair back when she is throw up.
Mommy gets so horny when she’s drunk. Her vision gets so blurry.
She realizes her son is beginning to look so much like his father.
He does sweet things his dad would do like rub mommy’s feet, wipe mommy’s tears, and brings mommy more wine
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