I hear you. We had a shit Christmas last year, and this year has been dire too.Just wondering if anyone else has struggled through ‘the most wonderful time of the year’ due to a loved one’s abuse of alcohol? It’s not the first year and no doubt won’t be the last but I have never felt as affected by it as I have this year. I’m angry and bitter - I really don’t like the person I’m becoming because of itsorry to rant I’ve just got no one to talk to about it. They’re killing me slowly on the inside
im sorry you had a shit time tooI hear you. We had a shit Christmas last year, and this year has been dire too.
It’s what has made up my mind to finish things for good. Like you, I hate the person his addiction has turned me into. I need to get out before I lose myself completely
im sorry you had a shit time toosending you love and strength xxx
I’m in much the same place too. Wishing you all the strength you need to make a fresh start in 2025I’m at the point where being in their presence makes my skin crawl. I have never been a big drinker but not had one since September. I have tried and tried to help. But now I just want out. For my own sanity.
This time of year is awful every year for us. The drinking ramps up around the beginning of December, and by actual Christmas time it’s out of control. He drank 2 bottles of wine and a whole bottle of Baileys the other night, and that’s the only night I’ve been able to actually work out how much he’s drank. There is no point in mentioning it as he just gets sneaky too - we’ve had gin bottles filled with water and stuff over the years so I didn’t think he had drunk it all. It’s always the same pattern too, he will then stop on New Years Day and give up until his birthday several days later, those days will be awful as he will be really down, then he will in a misery on his birthday drink loads again.Just wondering if anyone else has struggled through ‘the most wonderful time of the year’ due to a loved one’s abuse of alcohol? It’s not the first year and no doubt won’t be the last but I have never felt as affected by it as I have this year. I’m angry and bitter - I really don’t like the person I’m becoming because of itsorry to rant I’ve just got no one to talk to about it. They’re killing me slowly on the inside
My hubby was a really bad alcoholic and reached a rock bottom when within a year he ruined our sons graduation by damaging our hire car so by the time we got to the celebration it was over then got drunk at dinner that night and our son was so upset that he stayed at uni 2 more days rather than come home as arranged.Had to write this somewhere - posted something on the rant thread because honestly I find this entire thing embarrassing, draining and just so soul destroying. My Dad is going from bad to worse. Each year I don’t think it can get any worse and then it does. I don’t know a week where he isn’t drinking until he blackout drunk or verbally abusive. I feel like we enable him because we take him places when he does stop drinking (for two days maximum at a time) and we sort his food out for him, but tonight he’s just been so unnerving on the phone that I really think I need to formulate a plan to leave where I live. It’s too much. I feel like my body is in a constant state of stress. I feel like I’m not going to be able to switch off and I’ve had such a long day when it comes to my job (5.30am wake up to go a conference in London) that all I wanted tonight was to get home, relax and sleep soundly and it’s just not going to happen. I feel like the worst is always going to happen and I have absolutely zero control in any of this. I feel like I can’t let anyone in cause this whole thing is so fucking embarrassing who is going to want to deal with someone who has shit like this going on in her life. It’s stunting my growth with relationships. I thrive elsewhere (even if it’s exhausting sometimes trying to paint a perfect picture of my father being okay. I don’t know how my mom was married to him for so long and living this shit day in and day out) but letting someone in is a massive no. I don’t even think I can articulate myself properly because my head is so frazzled. It’s fucking shit. Either way I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t. I wanna stop caring but the guilt I know I’m going to feel when he eventually dies because what if I could’ve done more, it’s going to haunt me forever. I just know it is.
My hubby was a really bad alcoholic and reached a rock bottom when within a year he ruined our sons graduation by damaging our hire car so by the time we got to the celebration it was over then got drunk at dinner that night and our son was so upset that he stayed at uni 2 more days rather than come home as arranged.
a few days later after a row with son about it he locked himself in the bathroom and slit his wrists.
This type of thing continued for about another 2 years until it finally reached breaking point and I left with my teenage daughter and told him to find somewhere else to live. He did and sobered up and lived somewhere else for 10 years. He’s been sober for 18 years.
however he’s never said sorry to me for what I went through ( poverty extreme debt and constant worry ) but is on good terms with his children
Try to think of yourself please
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