Originally Posted by PeacefulRain

Hi everyone! Happy New Year!

Well I fell off the wagon and it drug me around for a couple of months. It got so bad I was starting to feel suicidal. About 4 nights ago I finally confessed it all to my husband. He didn't know the extent of it all. I had been trying to get sober in secret when I was "trying" though looking at it now I know it was only half heartedly trying. For the first time in so long I can't remember, I finally feel at peace. Once I told him, I felt like the world had been lifted off my shoulders.

Now I don't feel like I'm quitting drinking but starting to heal. I guess I finally got to that place where living in that hell was worse than accepting the truth.

Day 2