Hey Patty
How you doing tonight? I’m so sorry to read this. Of course you’re scared at almost 70 to live alone. I’m scared to live alone at 64. I’ve actually never, in my life, lived alone. I’ve always had roommates or girlfriends or my 40 years of marriage. It’s frightening even just thinking about it. I’ve thought many times, “I’ve had it with this fucking shit!” “I’m out!”
But truthfully I don’t feel like that is an option for me. And the hassle with kids, pets, houses, finances etc…… grandkids now. Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck. Stuck between a rock and an hard place. And it’s impossible for me to want to be romantic with my wife. That hasn’t happened forever. I gave up trying. It’s sad. And It’s a shitty situation we are in.
I’m working my Al-Anon program and it’s bringing me back to sanity. And I’m learning I can be happy living with my alcoholic loved one.
I was going to make a separate post for this part but I think I’ll stick it here.
I want to make sure people reading this know.
As much as I appreciate your situation @erntedank and you made the right decision for you.
There are no “Al-Anon Directions.” It’s a twelve step program exactly like AA. And people are definitely responsible for their actions and consequences. I’ve listened to many people who have left their loved ones. And many people stay. In Al-Anon we can only share our own experiences strength and hope. No one ever tells us what to do.
I found a lot of hope in Al-Anon. I kept looking for hope in my wife to quit drinking. Now I look back. That was ridiculous. I had to find hope in myself. I found that in the rooms of Al-Anon. And spiritually? After a while I found going to meetings filled my spiritual tank. I couldn’t get enough.
It’s so hard. I’ve been bitching about how hard it is for over a year. And I’m finally getting it. And it’s been 2 weeks now and I really need a meeting. And things are pretty good. Well. Not presently. She’s had too much to drink tonight.
It’s a disease. There is only one cure for this disease. Not to drink. Or DOC. I can’t do a thing. I’m powerless over people, places and things. All I can do, whether the alcoholic is drinking or not is take care of myself.
This whole family disease thing sucks!! Sucks big time!! But I’m going to be ok, no mater what happens.
The alcoholic has 3 choices:
Institutions, death or recovery.
I have the same options.
I choose recovery.
Al-Anon
Edit @Pattycake
I have a therapist now too.
And I had a sponsor in Scottsdale.
And friends I could call if I needed to.