Dating an alcoholic man
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And now, I’m living a (much) happier, more fulfilled and “true-to-me” life.
And because I’m not wrapped up in my own insular bubble of self-created problems, the world gets a much better version of me too.
I always felt like I didn’t know the truth about certain things, because he wasn’t in any state to know them either.
He was inconsistent, unreliable and if we’re talking on the real, undeserving of my light and potential. I stayed for two years and tried with all of my energy to help him heal and live his full potential, but nothing ever changed for long enough. So, I came face to face with the reality of his addiction- and tuned into the one thing I knew for sure: this was not the way I wanted to live.
Spending so much of my time crying because of pain I inflicted on myself, because I chose to stay where I had no place being.
The “here and now” me sees this beautiful place I’m now in, out on the other side and how far I’ve come; and that the feelings I once had for this person, that helped me build the walls of my own prison, are no longer even a memory – they’re just an experience I once had.
In fact, you have never spent time with him when he hasn’t got some sort of alcoholic beverage at the ready.If you’ve ever dated an alcoholic (or anyone else with a complex issue), I know you can relate. Or at least it should be – and not a passive state that becomes your reality.