My family wants as little to do with me as possible. And I don't blame them at all.
I am an alcoholic. I was drunk from 1960 till 2006. I've been sober for 2 years, 1 month, and 17 days.
I lost my wife to another man, and that didn't stop me drinking. Then my sons stopped speaking to me. And that didn't stop me drinking.
I didn't stop drinking till I was found passed out in the center lane on 24th Street in Billings.
Last Easter my sponsor helped me to affect a reconciliation with my sons. They accept my phone calls now, and we exchange niceties. But they haven't forgiven me and don't expect they will. I am not invited to their homes, and they won't accept my invitations to visit me here.
I hope time is on my side.
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I hope time is on your side, too. I congratulate you for taking the sober route. I was 56 when I started the journey and it's the hardest, but the most rewarding, thing that I've ever done.
ReplyDeleteJust hang in there. I promise it does get better. Have you read my friend Bud's blog..."Paradise is Pinehurst" ? He wrote a wonderful essay on his road to recovery.
Also, welcome to the blogging world and I hope you start to get a following...it's a lot of fun and has really brought the whole world closer to me.
Thank you, Ginnie. I think I'll like it here, too.
ReplyDeleteStaying sober is the hardest thing for me, but I find that I'm seeing parts of my life I didn't even know existed. Family. Neighbors. Even small animals and children that were never on my radar before.
Hello. Thanks for the link and congratulations on your sobriety. I like your writing.
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