I had high expectations for the active alcoholic. I wanted so much more for him that he ever even thought about for himself. It is so sad to have to accept that they have no drive, ambition, goals, or aspirations. They are like a flower pot, just there. If you water me fine, I will live, if you don't I'll just sit here, and wilt...
Sending you a big hug bobby, keep thinking positive thoughts. It will get easier.