Before I got sober and remained that way, I put many through the ringer; particularly my family and ex-boyfriend. I threatened to hurt myself, begged for them to pay my electricity and rent, and gave every reason under the sun why I couldnt do it, except for the real reason I wouldnt do it. I kicked, screamed, etc. until I was finally given the gift of desperation. Having no ac in Arizona in August, nowhere to live, no money for booze, left me jittery and scared to the point I checked myself in to a detox. As angry as I was at the people who "abandoned" me, I have long since realized loved me enough to help save my life. I thank you for your post because it keeps things up front for me. Stick to your guns; I know its hard.