JennyK

My husband is an alcoholic. By definition, he is sick.

I choose to stay with him.

I choose to live my life.

I make that choice every day.

By some definitions I would be considered co-dependent and an enabler for the sole reason that I love an alcoholic and consider him my friend.

By some definitions I would need to get well.

I choose not to view myself as a sick person.

I choose not to see my life as one of dependence on anyone's illness.

For today I choose to see myself as a continual learner who knows more today than I did yesterday.

For today I choose to see myself as some who is capable of love and forgiveness and self care.

For today I realize I have made mistakes today. This does not make me ill. This makes me human.

Sickness, illness, disease...I don't see them in myself.

Loving, learning, aware...I do see those things.

The day I realized that there was another way to view my world was the day I realized that I had a choice of seeing my behaviors as a sickness or as a choice.

I made a choice and I am not a sick person.

Jenny