It's always "Just one will be enough today," followed by a few more glasses then I pass out and wake up late the next morning wanting some more. I don't take breakfast, I've never liked actual food for breakfast but I would have a glass of wine or a shot of whiskey to "charge me up" for the day. This is horrible.
I've known I have a drinking problem for so long but I've never just cared. Maybe I do care because when it gets worse, I breakdown and cry and promise...