Okay, Im breathing again. I wrote this, then picked up the phone and called a Alanon friend with years of experiance. She came running into my work. We put a closed sign up, and I cried a bucket...
She told me the exact things as you have written....Im okay, & its not just the beer.
Im so mad at him...He just lays there in a bed of diesase, rotting to death, and likes it.
Its sad of finally letting go of my hopes & dreams. Marriage, the family, the husband, all of that crap.....Gone.
I have done alot of quacking myself, but Im done...Your right, when you find your point of "DONE" you and only you will know it...(Im there,it scares the crap out of me)
But I know, the storm has only begun..It wont take him long to be back here, drunk,
making all of his threats and showing his sad tears...
He said he would like to meet alanon friends, they must be a group of dumb asses..
I told him, call your sponsor that you once had, see if he feels the same about
your way of thinking and ask him if 2 beers matters..IM TIRED of listening to your
b.s...
OMG...What a day.....Just want to go home & hide in bed...
THANK YOU GUYS...I NEEDED TO HEAR ALL OF THIS..& I will re-read it all again
when I get home, and again the next day....BIG HUGS to ALL OF YOU!!!