I want to say thanks for all the support after my earlier post about marriage. It’s a beautiful thing when honesty is met with so much kindness. Some of the questions make me realize the need for some context. So here’s what’s up – and what isn’t.
Hubby and I are working through shit. Just plain old run-of-the-mill shit that can happen in a long-term relationship, …none of which is particularly exotic. There’s no abuse. No betrayal. No drugs or gambling or porn. No foolin’ around. No slacking. No disrespect. Quite the contrary, actually. We’re best friends and 50/50 parents. We back each other up and support each other’s dreams. Life has been REALLY good to us the last 14 years.
But then we had the audacity to quit drinking. (Well, I did, anyway, and Hubby joined me out of solidarity.) The irony is that I had expected sobriety to bring nothing but smooth sailing and didn’t anticipate what would happen as the fog of alcohol burned off the filter through which we’d been viewing our everyday existence: soft edges became harder, contrast became sharper, and blemishes (real and perceived) became more evident. Essentially, we took away our tranquilizer.
But that’s okay. We’re gonna be okay. We’re actually going to be stronger for this, I believe – as long as we work though it in the sunlight. Because, as the saying goes: We’re only as sick as our secrets. Thank you again, everyone.
P.S. He’s pretty worth fighting for, wouldn’t you say?
