Originally Posted by
SeriousKarma 
I can look back now at all of those baby steps that I made, and little by little they did add up.
I have a long way to go still, but I sleep peacefully now, and boy oh boy does that sleep feel good.
You'll get there. ((((((( hugs )))))))
Gosh, at the end I remember being so stressed and sad and anxious from his constant picking at me that I was waiting til my kids fell asleep and retreating to their bedroom to sleep. It was my way of being alone and escaping. Now I can come home to a safe, secure place with no yelling and I'm very grateful. I remember lying there listening for the back door thinking "Is he going outside to get alcohol? What's he going to be like when I wake up?" It was very lonely to live that way, much lonelier than being alone is for me now.
You WILL get there. If I did, you can. I never thought I could but here I am. Thanks to this board.