I am so sad I can barely even respond. I like the idea of the picture. The sister-in-law does know that I want to quit, but she has a whole world of problems of her own and I think she likes that I have mine too.
I honestly wish I could just go away for a while- rehab, the hospital somewhere and get over this first big hump. Get a solid chunk of time going and then come back to face the real world. There are a number of things preventing me from doing that- 1. I can't afford it. 2. I can't leave my kids 3. I am terrified that if my ex and his family know just how major the problem is they will try to take the kids away from me.
I'm doing better, much better than I was several months ago. I feel like I have put on the brakes and am skidding to a stop. The final stop. I don't ever, ever want to drink again. That is my ultimate dream and goal.