I have been having trouble managing my life not that long ago. I wasn't being the partner that I should have been I allowed her to basically, be my caregiver she felt obligated to be with me, that's unhealthy. In fact it was my self-medicating with vodka in company with a recent 7 day stint on the psych ward was too much for her . I love her so much. I know we are in different places she is dating; which I know she needs to do to alloy her to be unchained and stifled. I an accountable to myself and my children, that is all. I fact that I love her and am making a point of it by not being selfish. She needs to get out there and live life for what it's worth 'caus ya only go around once. It feels good to say that. I am one hundred percent behind being a better person than I've ever been. I go to NA meetings regularly. It's actually quite nice. I've met some fine cut of folk, and, unbelievably I am starting to make friends. My life has depth now. The candy colored brain band-aids are now not affected by alcohol. hurray, the meds are working the way there supposed to. Like I said, I really screwed myself with this one. I start school next week; I'm going for my RN I need to strengthen my connection with people, and my mom was an RN. A damn fine one too. I would be honored to be in that position, not to mention I have a deep understanding of the challenges of mental illness. So, between the school, Living recovery, and the new people I've met and, being a responsible at-home daddy I've got a good full live every one should be this lucky. I live humbly and honestly, and despite the broken heart I hold my chin up , because I could have lost so much more.
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