gmb

Fifteen years ago He was young, healthy, and fancy-free. A brilliant mind, handsome face, strong lean body. Charming, caring, sensitive, spirited. Educated world traveler, financially successful, emotionally stable.
He drank a bit of vodka, but, after all, that is typical of an Eastern European gentleman, isn't it.
She was young, happy, beautiful, witty. They adored each other almost from the moment they met. A second marriage for each, no children. Fresh start, new beginning. Love.
Last October a bi-femoral bypass because His arteries are closing down. A second emergency hospitalization followed. They scanned for brain damage. He was too weak to go home so He was sent to a physical rehab for the elderly. High blood pressure, diabetes, weight loss, disabling neuropathy, failing pancreas, leakey kidneys, liver damage, dizziness, falls. Paranoia, impaired perceptions, arrogance. Impotency. Vodka. Whiskey.
She picks up his prescriptions and sleeps in the guest room. Anger, sadness, resentment, disbelief, lonliness. Anti-depressives. Therapy.
His has been a long goodbye. He's chosen another path to take. This is Her long goodbye. This is my long goodbye to my Prince.

cloudy

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cwohio

(((gmb)))

Savana 54

(((hugs)))

quietsins

gmb,


(((( hugs)))))

life can be truly sad. i am watching my One love die before me too. i am just refusing to let this disease take me with him. one victim is enough.

quietsins

queenofthehwy

((((gmb))))

michski

What a beautiful poignant post! My heart goes out to you (((gmb)))
You have absolutely nailed the path of an alcoholic relationship.

FormerDoormat

Wow, this is eerily similar to the list of symptoms my exAB experienced over the last two years. My ex was strong, young, handsome, and healthy when I met him 23 years ago. But over the years he lost control of his drinking and it took a severe toll on his health. It took a severe toll on our relationship, too. I tried so hard to hold things together, to convince him that he needed help before it was too late, but it was fruitless.

So two and a half months ago, on my 45th birthday, I lost all hope that he'd recover, and I kicked him out. It, too, was a long goodbye. And like you, in the end I realized that I'd lost him a long, long time ago.

In my mind I used to think he was my prince. But I now realize that was just a fantasy. He was only a man. Perhaps I expected too much of him. Perhaps I expected him to have the strength to overcome his illness. Perhaps I expected him to always understand me, to always consider my feelings, to always love me. Perhaps I expected him to always be healthy and strong and handsome. Perhaps I wasn't ready to live in the real world and see him as he really was. A human being who has strengths and weaknesses, who can be kind and insensitive, who can be responsible and irresponsible, who can be compassionate and uncaring, who can love me one minute and hate me the next.

My prince? No. The fairy tale has ended. But he'll always be my man.

Sending hugs your way.

Buster

********{GMB}}}}}}}

How very, very sad

pmaslan

I read your post yesterday but it struck me so hard that I had to wait to respond....and yet today I still have no words for you that could even come close to any type of comfort, for I too know the pain you feel. Hugs to you.
Love, Patty

Pick-a-name

I,too, understand completely................it is so sad, and so unnecessary............it is too difficult for me right now to write anything else..............God bless us, each and every one.

Savana 54

All that you have wrote, reminds me of what my eyes would see if I were to stay with my A. Watching him slowly kill himself with the bottle. Not something I would like to watch over time.

I've lost way to many people close to me to watch him die too. It must be so very hard. I'm sorry..

((((((((((((HUGS))))))))))))))

susane1408

Hits too close to home to find the words.

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robina

my prayers and blessings are with you.

Robin

gmb

To everyone who responded to my post - thank you.
This board has been a great source of comfort to me in the past year.

May the road rise up to meet us and the wind be at our backs...

mendingheart

My heart goes out to you. Watching a loved one wither away by choice is a cruel
thing to experience.
Stey with us here.....