I stayed stuck a couple of years unable to let go. I read " let go or be dragged" on SR. I finally did let go. I wasn't holding on to what really was. It was my imagination. A friend looked at me one day and said "he's just a drunk. " I had put him on a pedestal. His disease really had progressed for 10 yrs. or so. He wasn't the same fun/kind man as I married .