Sorry I haven't written in a while. Nothing new or different to report. My husband quit therapy and is still drinking. As a matter of fact, he passed out on the toilet last night. Sexy, right? I still go to therapy every week. I'm going to see my parents in April. My mother in law is flying down next month to babysit so we can have a date night but she's coming on a weekend when my husband has to work. That makes sense, right? And of course no one has asked my opinion about this whole matter. I guess I'm suppose to sit here and take it. A lot has happened that's not even worth talking about because it's all lies and games and bullshit. I won't even waste your time. When you live with an alcoholic that's pretty much standard.
I'm trying to be strong and not get sucked into all this garbage but I'm not happy and I'm trying to keep my head above water at this point. I've decided if I can't help myself that I will try to help others in any way I can. I just sent this little boy a birthday card. His mom asked if he wanted a party for his birthday and he told her he has no friends and everyone makes fun of him because he's autistic. His mom started a Facebook page for him called happy birthday Colin. You can either send him a card or post a message on his page. I thought I would send him a card. That's the least I could do. I'm going to look for more opportunities like that to help others. Maybe if I help enough people someone will help me or something good will happen to me. Karma, right? It can't hurt.
