Can the Alcoholic Make a Change?
The Pull of the Booze. More games.
When I saw my ex pouring the wine down the sink in distress… Well, I had thought I won. I was filled with relief and I must say, I was damn excited. Partly to have my wife back but most of all, for the kids.
To have their normal life back and their “real” mom around for a change would be amazing. That night, many tears were shed and I was sure that this moment right here was the turning point. From this moment forward we could work on getting our life back on track and get things in order.
The next few days were nice and peaceful. All seemed well, from what I could see I didn’t find any alcohol in the house. I looked everywhere and I mean everywhere. The Tom and Jerry game was back on for me because I had to make so damn sure.
More Games. Family Should Come Before the Alcohol.
After the kids were put to bed, we had a normal night. By this, I mean a peaceful night, one that I didn’t go to bed in resentment and anger. A night that seemed like things were changing. But in the back of my mind, all I could do was think of where she could be hiding the next day’s drinks.
I couldn’t even begin to imagine what she was thinking. All I knew was that I had to be careful and still feel as if she were a loaded gun. Treat her with great care and hope that nothing sets her off. Nothing gives her a chance to go running to grab that drink in hopes of solving the next big problem.
Accidents Can Happen. Garage doors.
Well, we have all done this… We have opened remote control garage doors many times. We have closed them the same number of times we have opened them. This particular morning, we were leaving and we had to take two separate cars.
I opened up both garage doors and I had strapped the kids in the car seats in her car. I proceeded to go to my car and get in as did my ex. I was looking in my mirror and backing out, I heard a loud crash, bang, boom!
It so happened that she didn’t see that I had opened the garage door. She had pressed the garage door remote and proceeded to back out since her mirror showed the outdoors. Except when she looked the garage door was on its way down and she backed her rear window right into the downward garage door.
Blame, Argument and Fight. How can this be?
This was clearly my fault, it had to be because she said so. It was my fault because I should not have opened the door. The rear glass shattered into a million pieces all over the kids in the back seat and the car interior. Luckily no one was hurt or injured and other than a brief scare, all was good.
The damage had been done. The last few days of peace were now over and the whole day had been ruined. This was a turning point for the worse. Even though she was in the wrong, I was in the wrong and her reason for drinking tonight would be because I was kind enough to do what needed to be done. Where does life go from here?
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