I've come to realize this through my first 3 weeks in Al Anon...I don't think I'm addicted to (one of) my alcoholic(s)...but I DO think I've become addicted to the chaos.
Growing up in an alcoholic home, EVERY DAY there was some degree of chaos. Then, as an adult, my first serious relationship was with an alcoholic who provided that same daily chaos.
After starting Al Anon I really tried hard to learn how to bring serenity into my life. Just last Sunday...it hit me.
The weather was beautiful, I had had a perfect day with zero contact from my alcoholics...no problems...no hassles...and at the end of the day...I was MISERABLE.
WHY?! Nothing was "wrong!!"
And that was the problem...I've become so accustom (or "addicted") to the daily roller coaster that when I *am* experiencing serenity...its incredibly uncomfortable.
In this way, I can relate to people who say they feel "addicted" to their alcoholics.