Originally Posted by
TheSeeker 
It hurts. It hurts to feel that alcohol is more important than the love of another human being, but I keep telling myself that this isn't really her...I got a glimpse of her when she was doing well, and I fell in love with that person, but she is not the same and it is heartbreaking. I hate it for her and for me, because she really is a special and unique individual.
I know it hurts.
She's had a taste of recovery. She made the
conscious choice to pick up that first drink again.
Notice what I put in bold in your quote?
This
is really her at this moment, this
is the active alcoholic.
When you come to accept that, you won't have the pain of hanging onto the 'other person', the one you came to love, and who is no longer present today.
She is what she is, today. She is not what she was when you first met.
Am I making any sense to you?
