Thanks @tailee I can do anchor duty.
Its a good day to get me back in this thread.
Iām going through some shit today. Its been going on and Its building up.
In a couple weeks I will celebrate 6 years. I know its normal to do a lot of reflecting near milestones, and I have been.
I remember in my previous recovery at six years being Stoked! Six years was sounding like long term recovery to me. I survived losing our son. I stayed sober and we got pregnant again, and my wife was doing really good. The new pregnancy helped. I was signing huge contracts, making bank, My family was awesome. The wife, the kids. The wife was pregnant. We got along great. We celebrated our first anniversary a few months earlier. I felt like all my dreams had come true.
My youngest was born and my wife relapsed. and things went bad really quickly. She was spending faster than I could make it and I was making good money. The best money I have ever made. But it was burning me out. I had acquired lots of new bills with my success. Mortgage, vehicles, the house on the property was under construction, so I had all those bills and the wifes reckless spending was making me feel like I had to work even more. she would bounce 10-15 checks a day, no matter what I tried to do. I gave her plenty of money. The bank called me every day. It was very frustrating. I learned she was doing meth and we were arguing over money and bounced checks and she told me if I didnāt give her more money she would trade her wedding ring for dope.
I took the ring off her finger. It wasnāt easy, but I did it. It happened in front of the kids. I prevented her from trading it for dope, but got me domestic assault charges. because the kids were there. It was a felony charge. I was in deep shit. I didnt know how deep until I got my charges.
I remember this like yesterday. being in jail, wearing my number one dad t-shirt and the cops searching my pockets, finding my six year medallion. It was a fancy one. He asked me about it. I told him I donāt drink or use drugs. he said I hope this doesnāt change that for you.
As my cell closed, I remember thinking this is going to strip me to the boneā¦. I was right.
This changed everything. I ended up losing my kids. She had all the rights. I fought it with everything I had. Mentally, emotionally and spiritually. it wasnt enough. The system isnt fair. It left me feeling dead inside. But I was sober. I thought I had a solid foundation built for my long term recovery. This cracked it, I didnt know how big those cracks would get.
This recovery has given my my relationship with my kids back. I talked to my oldest today, and he amazes me at how positive and smart he is. He is so good that I feel I donāt deserve him. Im a little resentful at how little I was able to be a daily influence in their life. I feel like her sister stole my kids. (she did) I no longer wish her harm. I did six years ago and beyond.
Nonetheless Iām grateful he is in my life today. My youngest is still a little stand offish. I dont let that eat at me too much. Iām doing the best I can with what I had to work with.
I also am deeply unsatisfied with the decisions my ābossā is making. He calls me his partner but I have no voice in what has been happening and Iām struggling financially because of it. Part of me wants to run and blow everything up as I leave, (I donāt burn bridges when they feel like I donāt want to go back across them I blow them up!) but I have voice of reason tools that I use today and Im a lot less volatile than I was 6 years agoā¦
I havenāt talked my kid in a few and I called him today. It was the best coversation! Im so proud of him!!
I am stoked to be sober today!
I also put myself out there to do some fishing around the world.
I love the guy I have been fishing with, but I think Iām ready to sail into different opportunities, and I can be polite about it.