Depression: it’s all just weather

I’m writing this in bed, propped up on a couple of pillows, the dog resting over my feet, the wind blowing the trees outside the window. My daughter is making pancakes, my son is playing Minecraft and my husband is emptying the dishwasher. To a casual observer, it’s a picture of a normal, happy family…

The Alcohol Experiment

Would taking a drink after so long alcohol-free see me never looking back, or hopping straight back on that sober wagon?