DDD
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Maybe this is more of a whine than a vent, come to think of it. Living with an alcoholic is stressful. Living with an alcoholic with some brain damage is very stressful. It's almost three in the AM I am sitting here with a cup of hot chocolate hoping I can get back to sleep before too long as I open the store in the morning.
I try to focus on the good things with easy child/difficult child. Obviously since he almost died after the fall in '05 I thank God he is alive. He walks, talks, and sometimes is "almost" like his old self. on the other hand he has little impulse control which combined with his booze is a recipe for trouble. I am very thankful that he evidently has really given up drugs but even though I have never had weed...he has such poor judgement when he drinks that I assume he may take a hit or two off a blunt if it is offered post booze. He also almost always makes sure he has a designated driver. Some nights like tonight, however, the daughter was also drunk.
So he got home safe at 2:10 (bars close at 2) and I drove his daughter to his house and then easy child/difficult child decided to go spend the night with his old girl friend. Phew/Whew! I made him call her on the beep beep so I could know he was welcome. It was a pleasure to drop the brat off and come on home alone.
Once again the Serenity Prayer is the mantra. It's hard living with the things you can not change. End of whine/vent. DDD
I try to focus on the good things with easy child/difficult child. Obviously since he almost died after the fall in '05 I thank God he is alive. He walks, talks, and sometimes is "almost" like his old self. on the other hand he has little impulse control which combined with his booze is a recipe for trouble. I am very thankful that he evidently has really given up drugs but even though I have never had weed...he has such poor judgement when he drinks that I assume he may take a hit or two off a blunt if it is offered post booze. He also almost always makes sure he has a designated driver. Some nights like tonight, however, the daughter was also drunk.
So he got home safe at 2:10 (bars close at 2) and I drove his daughter to his house and then easy child/difficult child decided to go spend the night with his old girl friend. Phew/Whew! I made him call her on the beep beep so I could know he was welcome. It was a pleasure to drop the brat off and come on home alone.
Once again the Serenity Prayer is the mantra. It's hard living with the things you can not change. End of whine/vent. DDD
