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The worst part of loving an ADDICT is the REALITIES big and small. They come at us fast and furious. They hit with force and frequentcy.
I am a certifiable CODA master. I have my very own suite of armor, a huge broad sword, shield, horse and lance, the whole nine yards. I like being a Chivalrous Knight. The earth trembles and DRAGONS wet themselves when I approach. I fear not the "Valley of the Shadow of Death", because "I am the toughest one there". I slay Dragons, and I'm good at it.
REALITY is that I am a frightened little man, standing nearly defenceless and naked, against a tiny little woman's addiction. Stripped of my confidence and pride. Defeated and battered by the one I love and have been fighting for. I had NEVER lost a battle like this before. I really hate reality alot.
BUT, the strangest thing happened. When the REALITY of defeat left me lieing on the ground, She took up the very armor that she had beaten off of me. She grasped the sword and shield, mounted my horse and drove the lance into the beast. She is taking blow after blow and she keeps fighting. She even takes a break and nurses my wounds and allows me to watch and help a little when she is tired. My pride is returning, not in myself but in her.
Every day her Dragon gets a bit weaker, But, REALITY is that it will never die and will attack her the rest of her life. It's her fight, I can only support and cheer and love.
It's a little hard to take, that she is not only fighting on her own, but she is also defending me from her beast by doing so. Oh wait, I have found another magic suit. IT DOESN'T FIT. I must change myself to make the magic work. I've gotta shed all this discusting CODA fat to get in it. If I can, I'll be a lean, clean, loving machine, super hero. Think I'm gonna give this a try, this suite even looks more comfortable than my old CODA armor.
One day at a time. Accepting the things I cannot change, and learning to change the things I can. (Mostly me)
Maybe REALITY isn't so bad.
GOD, help us, We love them so much.
(51 days clean)
I am a certifiable CODA master. I have my very own suite of armor, a huge broad sword, shield, horse and lance, the whole nine yards. I like being a Chivalrous Knight. The earth trembles and DRAGONS wet themselves when I approach. I fear not the "Valley of the Shadow of Death", because "I am the toughest one there". I slay Dragons, and I'm good at it.
REALITY is that I am a frightened little man, standing nearly defenceless and naked, against a tiny little woman's addiction. Stripped of my confidence and pride. Defeated and battered by the one I love and have been fighting for. I had NEVER lost a battle like this before. I really hate reality alot.
BUT, the strangest thing happened. When the REALITY of defeat left me lieing on the ground, She took up the very armor that she had beaten off of me. She grasped the sword and shield, mounted my horse and drove the lance into the beast. She is taking blow after blow and she keeps fighting. She even takes a break and nurses my wounds and allows me to watch and help a little when she is tired. My pride is returning, not in myself but in her.
Every day her Dragon gets a bit weaker, But, REALITY is that it will never die and will attack her the rest of her life. It's her fight, I can only support and cheer and love.
It's a little hard to take, that she is not only fighting on her own, but she is also defending me from her beast by doing so. Oh wait, I have found another magic suit. IT DOESN'T FIT. I must change myself to make the magic work. I've gotta shed all this discusting CODA fat to get in it. If I can, I'll be a lean, clean, loving machine, super hero. Think I'm gonna give this a try, this suite even looks more comfortable than my old CODA armor.
One day at a time. Accepting the things I cannot change, and learning to change the things I can. (Mostly me)
Maybe REALITY isn't so bad.
GOD, help us, We love them so much.
(51 days clean)
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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Has anyone tried these supplements? Do they give MGers more quality of life by improving memory and overall well being?Thanks!Barbel
Thank you for sharing it here on this discussion board too.
I long to find myself in 'the strangest place' in my relationship with my husband and if I ever find myself lacking the steem and will power to DO THE HARD WORK I'll have this post on hand to read again!
Thank you!