When I was 18, I left the orphanage.
I met my husband when was 20.year old ( I was wounded in the soul).
And now I am 39 years old.
We had a son and then a daughter.
Everything is perfect! (It’s look from out side).
For the first 10. years we drink only on holidays.
And for the last 10 years almost every night.
I only drink beer when child go sleep I watch movies in the evenings.
Or on the terrace on nice summer evenings…
You live with a person who is a stranger to you on an emotional level… When you need intimacy, he will remember to embrace you. This is a humiliation for any woman.
You sleep in the same bed, but you are not together. Everything is only half or nothing at all.
I was young then and everything seemed fine. But at the age of 35, I started to know myself and realized that it is destructive. My drinking was an escape from my loneliness. There was never a conversation (except when he drinks).
Our mentality was different and everything. Today, I have been trying to be clear for more than two years, of course, without the relationship that was. There are falls and self-loathing. You can’t do it in one day - love yourself.
Those were my lessons. Only for quite a while… All the best too your all. I am new here
It sounds like you’ve had a rough time of things, some of which I can relate to for sure. For many years I drank with my husband in the evening, and we kind of kept each other stuck in the same cycle. I’m almost 9 days sober after a relapse now, and thankfully he’s doing this with me.
Kids are hard work, life is hard. I understand what it’s like when these things jam a wedge between you.
I wish you well with your sobriety, we are here for a chat, and do check in every day to help keep yourself accountable
Welcome to Talking Sober! You are not alone. Many other people here on TS have been through that, or similar heartbreaking situations. You will find people here who understand
And that’s what this community is all about, walking this road together and supporting each other. We are right there with you! One foot in front of the other
I never was much of a drinker, but as my marriage fell apart and our house was a battle field I found myself making a pit stop on my way home and found a 32oz beverage I could quickly devour right before I walked in the door would adequately buzz me all night till bed time. It got out of hand and I was hooked, even tho it’s not a big struggle now, it does lead to my other vice so I do try to leave it alone. Welcome to the TS community.
