How on earth do we deal with life without that massive crutch, that not only have we been using for years, but we have been actively encouraged to use for years.
I am not hurting myself and using her death as a reason to do it
Alcoholism does go on for a long time, that is the nature of the beast.
I now feel relived that I don’t HAVE to drink not fuming because I can’t.
What had I done, how did I get here? Was my husband unhappy with me?