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I have had several people request that I post my story so here goes:
I myself did not grow up with alcoholic parents, but did have a very dysfunctional family in the way that we communicated with each other. There was much triangulation between my mom, my dad and me. My dad (probably a sober alcoholic) did not know how to relate his feelings to me so would ask my mom to convey his feelings to me by proxy. Very dysfunctional.
When I was in my late 20's (I'm 47 now) he started talking to me some and we were able to have some very good talks late in his life. He died at the ripe old age of 86, with never having said, "I love you." to his daughter (me). I chalk this up to his generation and his inablility to express emotion. I have forgiven him for this and accepted it, but it does leave a blank hole in my life.
These discrepancies and shortcomings of my parents led me to look for love "in all the wrong places" and eventually led me into the arms of an alcoholic. I felt as if I could help him, somehow, it would make my life worthwhile. This was my disease and my dysfunction.
I struggled for 4 and a half years in this marriage before I realized I was losing myself and who I was. I married at 19 and just wanted someone to "love" me. (See the lack of love from my father being passed down to an unhealthy desire to look for love from all men.) I had started the chain of dysfunction in my own life.
This was a very abusive 4 and a half years, in which I suffered much physical and mental abuse at the hands of an alocholic. I was SO determined to make the marriage work, that I forgot and left God out of it. I did the usual searching for him at bars, smelling his breath to see if he had been out drinking. Staying up late and rehearsing my rebuttal to him when he got home and on and on it went.
But to my credit, I didn't have al-anon at the time and I didn't have the twelve steps, the serenity prayer, the slogans or all of you good people. I often wonder how things would have turned out if I had, but that's projecting and living in the past and that does me no good today.
Because I got no help for myself and continued in MY dysfunctional role of looking for a "savior" to "rescue" me from my problems, I immediately after the first divorce went into a relationship with a man that seemed to hold all the answers to my problems. Yet when you look to another human being to "solve your problems" instead of the "problem solver" (the God of your understanding) then disaster ensues. And so it did.
My marriage to my second alcoholic lasted a total of a year and a half, with me feeling worthless, used, a failure at marriage ( 2 failed marriages at this point) and a deepened sense that I somehow "didn't measure up" because of it. I did all the classic alcoholic wife things in this marriage also...checked the level of whiskey in the bottle daily, smelled for alcohol on his breath when he had been out, tried to micro-mange his life and was all "the worse for the wear" because of it. This marriage too, ended in divorce.
Fortunately at this point in my life a good friend introduced me to the 12-step programs. Even though at the time I did not have an alcoholic in my home, I did have to deal with a latter stage alcoholic in my job. The tools I learned in Al-anon became invaluable in dealing with the disease of alcoholism as I came to understand it and as it manifested itself in my life through my alcoholic boss.
During this time, I met a wonderful man, who had grown up in an alcoholic home and was dead set against drinking and other addictions (or so I thought). His father had recently joined AA (when I met him) and the boyfriend and I attended Adult Children of Alcoholic meetings (ACOA) together for a year and a couple of months. I did not understand that this was a codependent act or that it invited commiserating in the worst sense. I later learned that this was unhealthy behavior on my part and found myself an Al-anon group in my area and started attending it on my own. (For after all I WAS NOT the Adult Child of Alcoholic Parents, I was the twice divorced wife of two alcoholics). Al-Anon was a perfect fit for me. That was 18 years ago, this October. I am ever so grateful for all that al-anon has done for me. It has taken me through many a hardship and trial since.
It carried me through my diagnosis of cancer back in 1994 and my remission and cure. It took me through the rough patches of my marriage to my ACOA husband, my 3rd yet not final marriage, which probably taught me more about "alcoholism as a family disease" than the other two marriages combined.
Al-Anon stuck by me when I learned that my alcoholic father-in-law was the perpertrator of childhood incest to my 3rd husband for 8 years of his precious childhood.
Al-Anon stood my me during the birth of our precious daughter who is now 12 years of age and a blessing and light in my life.
Al-Anon was a constant support for me in 2000, when I learned that my 3rd husband had pancreatic cancer and had less than a 10% chance to live.
Al-Anon stood by me when I found out quite by accident that my 3rd husband had a pornography addiction that had pulled him into the viewing of child porn because of his own abuse and victimization. (Yes, he survived the cancer...a miracle.)
Again, through my sponsor, this time, I was supported in a "safe house" type of environment as my 3rd husband slowly deteriated to the state of mental confusion and meltdown, threatening me and our then 1 year old daughter, because of his inablility to deal with his past and his own dysfunctions.
I stayed close to my Al-anon program during this time and through out the legal seperation and divorce from my 3rd husband. This kept me sane and on course. It was after things settled down that I got away from the program for a bit and started trying to live life on life's terms again, that I got involved with another alcoholic. This is why it is imperative for me that I stay on top of my program and keep my Al-Anon tools polished, so as not to "fall back into the pre-al-anon days".
I ended up marrying into my 4th marriage in which I had to deal with alcoholism. This time I learned what a "dry drunk" was, as my husband vowed to stop drinking because of my background and knowing what I had gone through prior. He accomplished this "white-knuckled" feat quite on his own, but he never got over the "isms" of the disease and carried them into our marriage.
After 3 years in this marriage, we seperated and he returned to his drinking. The "isms were always there. The dry drunk syndrome was always prevalent. (If you've never heard of it google it, it's quite interesting how alcoholics never quite get away from their disease, even if they quit the booz, without the help of a HP and a true and sincere spiritual awakening, change just does not take place).
So here I am 28 years later and so much wiser about the disease of alcoholism and the effects on the family. I have Al-Anon to thank for that. It has nutured me through all my ups and downs and carried me through all kind of trials, only some of which I have mentioned here.
I hope that my story will help you see how Al-anon and a true working of the program can change your life, it has mine. If you take it One Day at a Time and One problem at a Time, work the steps, get a sponsor, find f2f meetings and attend them faithfully like your life depended on it (because, my friend, it does) then you will find the help and solace you have been looking for.
Peace and Shalom to you.
Overcome
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I can Overcome all things through my HP who strengthens me.
Mahalo OC for that sharing of your story. You have done the work and seem very wide awake now in your recovery. I received it as a teachable moment that I will not ever be perfect and must stay with the group on this journey. (((((hugs)))))
My background is one of poverty, emotional abuse, neglect and sexual abuse. I don't doubt for one moment my parents were very very will. That set up did lead me to not being able to be in "reality". As I've said before everything that saved me as a child, denial, living in a fantasy, looking to others for self esteems (I certainly didn't get much from my family) set me up as an adult.
I work hard not to look at my path as an adult as a disaster as I know my recovery has helped others. I also somedays know and understand my parents did not have it in them to look to recover. I also know that recovery on whatever terms is such a tremendous effort. One thing that keeps me back from going down another self destructive path is that I know I have a program these days and I have choices I did not have before.