Oh yes. Way too often. When I finally confessed to my husband of (then) seventeen years that I thought I was an alcoholic, he was surprised. I'd been drinking a bottle of wine a day for as long as I could remember, and he hadn't noticed. He knew I drank, but I kept the bottle that lasted four days in plain sight and refilled my glass from the bottles I hid. But I think another reason I like to drink alone and always at ight is because there's no risk anyone will find me out and judge me.
