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Hi family, It has been a week since my hub moved out. He spent time here this weekend and I know we need to get through this, but I am looking forward to being on the other side of the pain....whenever that is.
It is so hard to stay strong and stick with asking him to leave and telling him I want the marriage to be over. It is so hard to look at him and know that he is hurting and being powerless to help him. Even a simple hug can be turned into something not so simple.
He got really mad today because I turned down his advances from the night before. And it wasn't because I didn't want to, just that I knew it would complicate matters more and lead to more hurt for both of us. I just hate that once again I have to be the strong one. the responsible one.
I am so tired of being strong, but I know where a moment of weakness will lead me. Saying it is over was hard, saying it again was harder, and yet again telling him I was done was so painful. I know his disease can sense my weakness. His disease knows that for most of this I am flying blind just trying to do the best I can.
I want to let my anger out like he does. I want to scream at him he could fix this if he really wanted to. I want to tell him to grow up and be the man I KNOW he can be. He has no idea how badly I want to take comfort in him, be held, and feel him next to me.
But I know where all that will get me. More pain...more hurt...more confused. More than likely the same for him.
So I back off, I choose to step out of the dance. Despite the hurt look in his eyes. Standing firm with my NO when he tried to kiss me. God this all just hurts so much right now. Because I know that man looking back at me is not him, but the disease.
His disease is losing to my recovery. And this angers his disease. When he is not here it is easy to not watch him dance his dance alone. It hurts to watch it when he is here. I can see the steps I would have taken to dance with him. In fact earlier today I almost fell into step wtih him. He was whinning because he was out of smokes and beer. I came so close to running to the store to get him some to make him happy. Instead I didn't say anything and went about my day. I will no longer help him not feel.
I was tired of dancing with him...so I stepped out of the dance. This new life I am starting is tiring as I do not know the steps well enough to be comfortable. But I can see after this weekend I will protect what I have now and will not choose to step back into his dance so easily. Again i can see my recovery growing stronger than my disease.
I needed to look at that. I needed to see that my recovery is growing stronger...that my recovery is now strong enough to allow me to stand firm against his disease, even when I want to give in. I am tired of being the strong one. I am tired of being the only one who worries about the responsibilities. Then I think....my future is going to be better than my present. I also remember that I am not alone. I know I am better off than my poor hub becuase now thanks to the power of this program and the support I have, he is all alone in his disease and I am walking away from mine.
Thanks for giving me a safe place to let this out.
Much love, Mandy
-- Edited by Mandy123 on Monday 19th of October 2009 01:30:29 AM
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"We are not punished for our unforgiveness, we are punished by it" Jim Stovall
A time comes in your life when you finally get it. When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out - ENOUGH!
Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes you begin to look at the world through new eyes.
This is your awakening. You realize that it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change, or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect, and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are and its OK. (They are entitled to their own views and opinions.) And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself, and in the process a sense of newly found confidence is born of self-approval.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing, and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with, and in the process you learn to go with your instincts. You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility, and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry, and that martyrs get burned at the stake.
Then you learn about love. Romantic love and familial love. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving, and when to walk away. You learn not to project your needs or your feelings onto a relationship. You learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable, or important because of the man or woman on your arm or the child that bears your name.
You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations, and outcomes. You learn that just as people grow and change, so it is with love. and you learn that you don't have the right to demand love on your terms. Just to make you happy. And, you learn that 'alone' does not mean lonely.
You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK. . . and that it is your right to want things that you want. and that sometimes it is necessary to make demands. You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness, sensitivity, and respect, and you will not settle for less. And you allow only the hands of a lover who cherishes you, to glorify you with his or her touch. and in the process you internalize the meaning of self-respect.
You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls. You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower. Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself. by yourself, and you try to make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never ever settle for less than your heart's desire.
Finally, with courage in your heart , you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best as you can.
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"Good judgement comes from experience... experience comes from bad judgement" - unknown
There you go Mandy...the higher awareness the growth in understanding the verification that you are doing what it is that you need to do within this program and getting the blessings.
This is what happened to me during my weekend AA meeting exactly and as I took another MIP members suggestion to do a tenth step on the event and committed to doing an indepth one I came up again with what you have come up with here yourself. This disease knows us!! the alcoholic and the enabler. Without so much as a missed heartbeat it will softly, nicely, calmly ask "Wanna dance?" So innocent at times and then I can feel the heat and hear the snap of the flames at my wings. I didn't reply yes and yet I was considering it, humming to the music and swaying to the waltz that is soooo electric. When it is over I find myself alone and more of myself gone.
We keep each other alive in this program and your post, "Passing on the dance" is as good an awareness of what I had to do as any I can look back on. Thank you for your share. It heightens my alertness. (((((hugs)))))