Can only blame myself. Starting drinking several nights weekly about 4yrs ago.
I was learning to balance bipolar meds, starting over after #2 divorce.
Lost weight, running 5ks, in great shape. Fell for someone, got insecure, starting wine-ing it up. And up. I ruined us. He was very patient, but everyone has their limits.
My Dad was alcoholic. Mother committed suicide when I was 11 due to my dads drinking & cheating (I found out years later)
I’ve never been abused, beaten, assulted, attacked, even when intoxicated.
I am waaay blessed in so many ways.
I feel like I am taking advantage of this great life I have.

I have to sober up, find my happiness, get my runners high again.
Peace & Good thoughts.
Ms.M