Oh, Finding.
I truly, truly believe that what MIGHT be is in fact achievable.
But not by you. Nor by me. Nor our children, or our addict's friends, nor their families, or by Joe Public.
It MUST be by the addict him/herself. And if he/she isn't walking the walk, all the time, if his/her actions in any way seem disparate from the words coming from their mouths, then we must love ourselves enough to realise that what CAN be simply...isn't.
It's a series of heartbreaks, isn't it? Sometimes, if we're lucky, once a month, or every few, or once every couple of weeks. More likely, because that's the reality of it, daily.
I wish I could say that I'm shocked or surprised that my husband has been spotted looking strung out, destitute, and drunk.
I'm not.
He is who he is.
He CHOOSES not to be as good as he can be.