One day at a time...
I've been No Contact with my husband for over two weeks. Each day is hard, and getting easier.
I watched a short part of a documentary on addiction recently. It was a shock I needed. I've been living with alcoholism in my vicinity for so long, it's good to time and again get fresh looks from a distance. I'm used to being around addicts/alcoholics who are in recovery. I'm also much too used to being around my husband when he's relapsed.
I'm reminded yet again that:
This is a disease, not a choice.
Nothing I can do or say will help.
It's okay to find happiness in my own life, and VERY important that I do this for my children, including my adult children.
Not looking for validations or direct comments. It took me as long as I needed and it's one day at a time for my own recovery. I have a great support network.
I'm thankful for not needing to be anywhere other than where I am and where I have been. It was the journey I was meant to take. On it, I've found recovery from severe trauma I didn't know I had grown up with.
Life is getting better.