On September 7, 2014, I finally surfaced after a decade of turmoil. The bitter taste of suppressed tears was a harsh reminder of my fear and uncertainty, yet a sense of relief washed over me. Watching my partner dispose of an entire bottle of whiskey felt like a breath of fresh air, enabling me to inhale deeply for the first time. In that moment, I believed our marriage could be salvaged; he was seeking sobriety, and I thought we were on the path to recovery.
However, my optimism was misplaced.
Our seemingly perfect marriage lasted just a week. For that brief time, I felt secure and hopeful, envisioning a future free from alcohol. But the reality was far more complex than I anticipated. My husband didn’t revert to drinking; in fact, he was nearing a year of sobriety. The true challenge lay within me, a storm that had been brewing for ten long years, kept at bay by the distractions of his addiction. With his sobriety emerged the need for acceptance, healing, and acknowledgment of the past—a past I had tried to suppress.
The burden of his apology weighed heavily on me, dragging me into despair. While he dedicated his evenings to Alcoholics Anonymous, I found myself alone with our young child, grappling with feelings of resentment. It wasn’t that I begrudged his healing, but rather that I felt sidelined in my own life. I was still left to manage everything while he sought self-care, and my own emotions felt invisible.
It may seem childish, but unless you’ve experienced the complexities of loving someone with an addiction, it’s hard to grasp the intricacies of such a relationship. You may not comprehend the fear of expressing your own needs or the isolation that comes from supporting someone while feeling utterly alone. The divide between “us” and “them” in the recovery process is palpable. Supporting someone through their journey can mirror the pain of the drinking days—just with less visible scars.
In those early days, anger consumed us both. I was filled with rage, doubt, and frustration directed at him and myself. How does one forgive someone who has inflicted pain and suffering? How does one learn to forgive oneself?
For me, the reality of my husband’s sobriety was a stark confrontation with the violence and emotional turmoil I had endured. I had lived as a victim of both physical and emotional abuse, and I stayed—building a life and family with my abuser. Many people I’ve spoken to commend my strength for enduring such a relationship, but I do not wear this as a badge of honor. There is nothing admirable about enduring abuse, feeling diminished, or fearing independence. This is not the legacy I wish to leave for my child.
As the days turned into weeks and months of sobriety, we grew more attuned to one another, yet we remained two strangers. My feelings of depression deepened, leading me to seek therapy. Gradually, I began to articulate our struggles, the violence, and the reality of our fractured relationship. As I gained strength, I found myself drifting further from him, realizing that the more I healed, the less I desired our relationship.
It was early 2015 when I first articulated the word “abuse.” I told him that while I loved him, I was no longer in love with him, and I sought a divorce. I had encountered statistics indicating that Alcoholics Anonymous often resulted in more broken marriages than successful recoveries. Determined not to become another statistic, I engaged with Al-Anon, sought a sponsor, and immersed myself in recovery literature. Yet, I found that Al-Anon focused too much on victimization, and I craved to break free from that narrative.
We began couples therapy shortly thereafter.
Nearly a year has passed since his last drink and over a year since he last harmed me. Yet, it has been eleven years since I felt truly safe and loved. We share moments of joy, and though they are becoming more frequent, we still face significant challenges. We remain haunted by our past, but it is how we navigate that history that defines us, not the events themselves.
To those in recovery, I commend your courage—that path leads to self-discovery and healing. For family members of those in recovery, your strength lies not in endurance but in choosing what you need for yourself. If you are supporting someone struggling with addiction, know that you are not alone. Help is available, and seeking it is a sign of strength.
In this journey, we are both “us” and “them,” more alike than different.
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In summary, the journey through addiction and recovery is fraught with challenges, but it also offers opportunities for growth and healing. Acknowledge your struggles, seek support, and remember that you are not alone in this process.