Originally posted by Nebby Nurse
[B I guess the point that I wanted to make was that you are not alone in your suffering and that are dozens of individuals right now who have read this thread who have experienced and are living through the worst kind of frustrating, emotional pain that only an addicted loved one can dish out. For many it's too painful and shameful to talk about. B]
So right you are Nebby Nurse.
I can't say whether my father was an alcoholic or not...but my brother is. You know Nebby Nurse...I hadn't even remembered the fact that he is an alcoholic ...because he has been sober for over 8 yrs now at least. But I do remember when it finally dawn on me that he was one.
One Christmas....all the family was gathered in my mom's kitchen playiing domminos. And I looked around...because I kept seeing the kids running in and out of the bathroom :chuckle ing. like crazy. I got up and went to the bathroom...and was sickened by what I saw. My brother was stretched on the bathroom floor with his pants around his knees!:imbar OUT COLD! I couldn't believe it.
Let me tell you about my brother
He has over 160 IQ...my sister over 180...and could have went anywhere he wanted to school. He was made the president of the Mayor's Youth Council by appointment. He was always involved in many different civic programs....was looked to as one of the leaders of tomorrow. I looked up to my brother....and thought He was the best big brother ever! I WAS PROUD of him..
. But ...he went to Viet Nam...and came back changed!
He ended up after his second divorce...living with my mother
...and wrecked my mother's car by wrapping around a tree. My mother worked for Social Services and HER car was required for her to visit her clients. The county had cars that SW could use...but mostly they were used when someone had to have their fixed. My brother couldn't recount how the accident happened...so my mother couldn't make an insurance claim. So she had to go out and buy ANOTHER CAR! My mother cut him out of her will...not sure why...but my brothers and sister decided to give him her home..so he would have a place to live...he lost it less than one year later to taxes..and not paying the water bill...(Yes I got it back). When I turned the house over to him...NO bills were owed on ANYTHING. He ended up selliing everything though before I knew...even a 100 yrs old loveseat...that had been left to my sister by our grandmother.
Thankfully my brother turned his life over to the Lord many years ago...and not only stopped drinking...but stopping a 4-6 pack a day cigarette habit!
. Like I told you ...I now can look up to him again
Take heart Susy K ....you never know what changes may come one day...