The Other Woman: How Alcoholism Has Ruined My Marriage
I met my husband 30 years ago. I was 17. He was 19. He was in the US Navy and he drank beer. I didn't care at 17. In fact, it was what he could do for me that I loved. I was from an abusive home. He was my escape. I just wanted out.
When he asked me to marry him, I selfishly said yes. I thought I loved him, but looking back, I loved what he represented more than who he was. I did grow to love him over the years, but there was always the alcohol that stood between us.
I had our first child at 20. He began to drink a little more. Our second came when I was 24. During that pregnancy, he developed a cocaine habit and I told him it was me or the drug. He quit the cocaine, but began drinking even more. Our third child came when I was 29, just months after the death of my mother. That seemed to push him completely over the edge ...
Then a year later we moved from the west coast to the east coast to be near his family. I was hopeful. I thought being near his family would heal his wounds. It did not. I found out I was pregnant with our 4th child just a week after we arrived in his hometown. That was game over. He sank so far into his addiction that I have not seen him since.
His mistress, alcohol, has taken over our marital bed. We have not had
a husband/wife relationship in ANY way for so many years. I feel more like his mother/keeper than his mate. His alcoholism has completely crushed his relationship with his children, as well. The boys resent him and fear him.
Over the years, I have sought counsel. I have been advised to talk to him when he is sober. That's nearly impossible as he starts drinking very early in the day and remains drunk. I've written him letters. I did actually get him to admit to his addiction once. He even went to a doctor appointment with me (psychiatrist). She was very straightforward with him about his "disease", but he has no desire to quit.
I recently had the opportunity to tell him that I was wearing thin and could not hang on much longer. I gave him an ultimatum. He simply told me that I was abandoning him when our vows said for better or worse.
I can't fight a mistress that has no face. I can't continue to turn a blind eye, either. I am done, emotionally. Now I just need help removing the cancer.
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so that you don't waste your life fighting a battle you can't win. Your life is in your hands, don't give your power away fighting the 'mistress that has no face.'