I should have read this post first. sad, grumpy, lonely made me cry but that's okay. I should be glad that my husband is dragging his feet to treatment it is a start. Probably one that won't pan out. I am tired of being fooled. So I get to grow up now. That's exciting and scary. I get to rely on God and myself. Many people are around to say keep it up, look how far you've come. But no one to take care of me and do the work for me. So how bad do I want it? I am no different then my alcoholic husband. I have plenty to be thankful for and one day I'll love and be loved again.
J