Nightmare
Why do I remember that nightmare every year? My husband died Nov. 28 1990 and in Nov of 2000 I lost it. I do not know if it was John's death or what. I was homeless for two months. I ran away from my family. In dec of 2000 I had one very strong drink and that was the last drink I had.
It brings me to tears every year thinking about it. At one point I thought I was going to freeze to death. My family would not help me after I left. I went to homeless shelters.
I try to look at the bright side because I am sober today because of that nightmare. My quit day should be a good day to remember but it is not for me. Just wish that memory would fade even a little. Just wanted to tell someone my feelings because I do not want to talk to my family about it anymore. It just hurts this time of year.