first forgive my spelling and punctuation well here it goes,
I am 38 will be 39 this year, i have 2 children ages 21, and 15. My story begins with the unexpected death of my mother at my age of 16. She was 44 and went in to the hospital with pneumonia and ended up brain dead and after 18 months in the hospital passed away. This was very traumatic as she was my best friend. Then i started my battle with anxiety and depression. Had my daughter at 17, married at 18. My drinking started when my husband started bringing home beer everyday and i found that it cured, or so i thought, my anxiety spells. This progressed from beer to hard liquor. We spent 7 months in FLA with his job and i broke my foot so i was off work, I was a RNFA in Cardiovascular surgery, this was nothing more than a drink fest daily. I began to drink at home with my kids until passing out and they decided it was time to stop. My husband came home and i began hiding my drinking, He quit but i didn't. In June of last year i was drinking 2 pints to a fifth a day, i drank 24-7 if i woke up in the night i would drink to go back to sleep and keep WD at bay. I decided to give rehab a try i spent 6 months there and came home and started back the next day, so i was off and running again for 5 more months. Finally my bottom came when after months of trying and living with threatning divorce my husband finally kicked me out. I once again went through WD and we spent 6 days apart. We started counselling, i started antidepressants, and once again i gave my life back to God. This time it feels different, it has been 11 days today and i am starting to see "me" again in my life. It's hard but so worth it to see the pride again in my children and husband's face toward me. So here is my story i hope it helps just one person.
JDG
I am 38 will be 39 this year, i have 2 children ages 21, and 15. My story begins with the unexpected death of my mother at my age of 16. She was 44 and went in to the hospital with pneumonia and ended up brain dead and after 18 months in the hospital passed away. This was very traumatic as she was my best friend. Then i started my battle with anxiety and depression. Had my daughter at 17, married at 18. My drinking started when my husband started bringing home beer everyday and i found that it cured, or so i thought, my anxiety spells. This progressed from beer to hard liquor. We spent 7 months in FLA with his job and i broke my foot so i was off work, I was a RNFA in Cardiovascular surgery, this was nothing more than a drink fest daily. I began to drink at home with my kids until passing out and they decided it was time to stop. My husband came home and i began hiding my drinking, He quit but i didn't. In June of last year i was drinking 2 pints to a fifth a day, i drank 24-7 if i woke up in the night i would drink to go back to sleep and keep WD at bay. I decided to give rehab a try i spent 6 months there and came home and started back the next day, so i was off and running again for 5 more months. Finally my bottom came when after months of trying and living with threatning divorce my husband finally kicked me out. I once again went through WD and we spent 6 days apart. We started counselling, i started antidepressants, and once again i gave my life back to God. This time it feels different, it has been 11 days today and i am starting to see "me" again in my life. It's hard but so worth it to see the pride again in my children and husband's face toward me. So here is my story i hope it helps just one person.
JDG
thats great!
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