I’ve never talked about this here, and I don’t often talk about it in real life, but I think it’s important that people hear stories about alcoholism that have happy endings, so this seems like the right time to bring it up.
My husband’s an alcoholic. Three years ago (three years ago last Friday to be exact) he agreed to get help for his problem. And he’s been sober since that day.
Before that day, and during family sessions at rehab, I felt like we heard so many stories of addiction ruining people’s lives. And I know that it can. I’m not saying that alcoholism didn’t take a toll on our family or that it’s ever easy to deal with, but I’m very proud of my husband for the effort he’s made, and continues to make every day, to really live life with our family and without alcohol. This disease is not something that will ever go away, but it is possible to get through the worst of it as a family. There were times when I wasn’t certain that we could make it through, but I was never willing to give up. We made it through. We’re all stronger now. I believe he can and will stay sober for the rest of our lives. We’re happy.