Yesterday was an angry day. I spoke to my sister and they had just gotten a new puppy on Saturday, the day after husband called me and things were bad. When I spoke to her yesterday, we only talked about the new puppy and when I tried to bring up her problem, she said she had to go. This is why the addiction thing is insanity. I was given a bombshell about her drinking, spent the weekend crying about it, and she wants to move on as if it didn’t happen. My son does this all the time. When he gets sober, he wants everyone to move on and pretend as though the past didn’t happen. Meanwhile, you’ve been through hell.
While I was talking to my sister, my son sent a text to me, his sisters, and my sister and said that he is very sorry, and that he has relapsed and to send him love, which we all did. I reached out to him privately and he didn’t respond for a whole day. I finally texted him that he needed to let me know that he is okay and he said that I’m being his parole officer and that it makes him relapse! I told him that I shouldn’t have to walk on eggshells around him, and that if he relapses, it’s on him.
I’m feeling stronger today. Just fed up with all of this. I’m so sick of it all. It’s yet another reminder to myself that I need to focus on myself and my life and the good things in it.
Love and hugs to all. ❤️