Addiction & Recovery
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I spend so much time these days in the rooms that I have little time for DU, plus my anger issues require that I stay out of the election fray, but you guys are the cool kids.
My life should be more stable, given how much time I'm spending with recovery. OTOH, when a family member is diagnosed with cancer, life can still suck, even in the recovery mode. A lot of the stuff does cross over though. I'm trying not to catastrophize and wait, one day at a time. Easy does it. And so on. I almost feel like it would be easier if it was me with the cancer (note to higher self - this is not a request just an idle thought) instead of my partner. Just like a good little codependent, I want to jump in a fix everything and I've had to look at where I'm taking his god given right to experience this out of his hands. He acts like he wants me to but I think that's a bad idea for both of us. It's a rickety bridge we're crossing right now.
I suppose soon enough, it would be wise to join a cancer spouse group, but so far, my Nar Anon has been a world of help.
See ya soon. I'm heading to bed.
NMDemDist2
(49,314 posts)JayhawkSD
(3,163 posts)Actually, tavalon, your life should be exactly where it is, because you are doing exactly what you are supposed to do. Just keep doing it and it will all come together, precisely the way it is supposed to.
My Dad had been sober in AA nine years when I called him to tell him I had a drinking problem. You know what he told me, of course, and I called him two days later to tell him I had joined AA. The following week he called to tell me they were going to operate on him for cancer and asked if I could come see him. I went with him to his home group before the surgery. One of his guys took me aside and told me about him telling them I had "found the way home." He had been praying for years that I would come to my senses. "I've never seen that old man so happy," he told me.
I stayed in Arizona with him most of the next three months until he died. of the cancer. Went to meetings with him until he was no longer able, and a couple of the people I still talk with today, thirty years later, are people I met in those meetings. I can assure you my life did not feel stable those three months when I was with my father, watching him die of cancer and trying to learn myself what sobriety was all about. But I did what I was supposed to do and it came together the way it was supposed to come together.
And the last time my father looked at his oldest son he saw a sober man. My sobriety is my life, and it is a gift to my Dad.
Hang in there tavalon. Stay close.
tavalon
(27,985 posts)Your sobriety may be a gift to your father but you know it's a gift to you as well. You are a better person as a recovering, than as a drunk. I feel safe saying this because drunks at rock bottom are rarely the life of anyone's party. Good on ya, Jayhawk.
Old Codger
(4,205 posts)In another reply you are where you need to be, you are working your program and sharing your thoughts and feelings in an open honest way. Doing what is needed for yourself. This program of ours sometimes requires a certain amount of selfishness, we cannot "be there" for anyone else if we are not there for ourselves first.
Hang in there and stay in touch.