how do we do it?
Been away from this site for a while. So deep in my own shit. Life is hard enough without SA issues, and add those to the mix...
In many ways I'm improving (yes, this is a spew). But things aren't getting easier. In AA, doing well with that. Working more from home, near my wife and son - a first. That's great too. But the proximity creates other difficulties. My wife and I are forced to confront ugly realities that we've been hiding from for a decade. And she's falling apart. And I'm consumed with guilt. Debilitating guilt. She has her own problems, no doubt. But I'm aware how crazy-making living with me must be. The avoidance, cloistering and incapability to be easily intimate, if at all. It occured to me recently that my impotence and coldness is in itself a form of abuse, of retaliation. But it's associative. My issues have nothing to do with her. I think I'm literally destroying her. She doesn't want a divorce, and god knows I don't. But I do wonder if she wouldn't be better off without me. She's getting old before my eyes and it's breaking my heart. And we're broke, demoralized and becoming hopeless people.
How the hell do we do it? I don't know. One thing's for sure. If I was still drinking, I wouldn't be alive right now. No way. Now I'm fighting those thoughts with everything I have. I realize that beyond the loss to myself, it would be more abusive to my family than anything I've done so far.
The whole thing has made me more philosophical (bored I guess). But I really believe life is a purification process. we have to work with what we've got. Get through it. Learn from it. Bottom line is I just want a drink. Badly.
Sorry for the crap. Glad you guys are here.
Al
In many ways I'm improving (yes, this is a spew). But things aren't getting easier. In AA, doing well with that. Working more from home, near my wife and son - a first. That's great too. But the proximity creates other difficulties. My wife and I are forced to confront ugly realities that we've been hiding from for a decade. And she's falling apart. And I'm consumed with guilt. Debilitating guilt. She has her own problems, no doubt. But I'm aware how crazy-making living with me must be. The avoidance, cloistering and incapability to be easily intimate, if at all. It occured to me recently that my impotence and coldness is in itself a form of abuse, of retaliation. But it's associative. My issues have nothing to do with her. I think I'm literally destroying her. She doesn't want a divorce, and god knows I don't. But I do wonder if she wouldn't be better off without me. She's getting old before my eyes and it's breaking my heart. And we're broke, demoralized and becoming hopeless people.
How the hell do we do it? I don't know. One thing's for sure. If I was still drinking, I wouldn't be alive right now. No way. Now I'm fighting those thoughts with everything I have. I realize that beyond the loss to myself, it would be more abusive to my family than anything I've done so far.
The whole thing has made me more philosophical (bored I guess). But I really believe life is a purification process. we have to work with what we've got. Get through it. Learn from it. Bottom line is I just want a drink. Badly.
Sorry for the crap. Glad you guys are here.
Al