I have quietly followed Alcoholic Daze for a while, sometimes I have purposely stopped reading because I found it too hard, often it touched too many raw nerves or things felt a little too close for comfort (there but for the grace of God and all that). But now the reality strikes...behind the templates are real lives, real people and real tragedies.
I have stopped drinking for lent, I am finding it hard, too hard for me not to worry that there was clearly a dependency there that I refused to look in the eye. My husband drinks more than he ought, some of this is cultural but some will also be a dependency. Where is the line between alcoholism and a regular drinker at home?
It's so cheap, so easy and so acceptable and yet things can go so horribly wrong.
All my Prayers for Addy and her family tonight.