When I was in my drinking career, I didn't have a spouse who had to put up with my antics, to put it mildly. My family though were fed up, sick and tired and done with me. I, in my deluded state didn't know what the fuss was all about. I knew things weren't great, but Jeeze Louise, ya'll sound like broken records. The craziness of it all, utter delusion.
As heart wrenching this is, broken promises, broken dreams, I hope you can dig deep within yourselves and find that sense and being of empowerment. I know you all have it, you just have to find it. Please try to find it and move forward to new beginnings so you can finally live the life you all deserve. Easy for me to say I know, but when I think back on my drinking days, I never want to feel that way again and I won't. I now have something to compare what is to what was.
Fear is our worst enemy and often our choices and decisions are fueled by it.