Have been dealing with my husbands addictions for several years. First it was alcohol which started in a very harmless manner and turned into a situation in which we were separated for a short while. He has been sober for 6 years up until last week. His addiction switched to painkillers and antidepressants after he suffered an injury to his back in 2006. Now that he is to the point of needing surgery and being unable to afford it, the pain pills have run out and he has convinced himself that there is no other way to deal with the physical pain other than to drink. Everything in me wants to scream and throw him out of the house like I swore I would after we reconciled. Never drinking again was a promise and agreement that we had. Only now he is going through severe depression and withdrawal from his medications. I am a dedicated Christian and cant bring myself to cut him off without help at such a low point in his life. He made sure that the kids didnt see him drinking. They would be so disappointed in him. His first drink after such a long time was small and he spent the next morning throwing up. I hated to see that. We have 2 teenage children that I really dont want to discuss this with too much, and my immediate family does not know much about what is going on. I am embarrassed so much about the past and what is going on now that I dont want them to know anything. I dont know anyone who has been in the position that I am in right now. Just no one to talk to about it that can give me good Christian advice. I guess I just need to vent a little bit. Pray for me, but more for my husband.
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