velvetears
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from the time i was in my early teens i was dealing with many people all around me who were alcoholics and addicts. i left because of the chaos at 17 - actually move 3000 miles across the country, but i eventually returned home to ny. i tried for years to help all of them. So many chaotic, dysfunctional, dangerous, hurtful, traumatic stuff happened and all my efforts got me was misery. i eventually pushed them all from my life, after i had my first child i would not allow it in my life in any way shape or form, i wasn't exposing my child to such dysfunction. i hadn't seen my sister in 6 years - she's a 35 year alcoholic, but more a binge drinker not an everyday drinker - but when she does go on a bender you can't be in her path. Made the mistake of allowing her back in my life 2 years ago because i felt bad for her daughter, she and my daughter are like sisters and they missed each other. The first year back with my sister was ok - but the chaos and misery these kinds of people feel cannot be contained or dealt with unless they want to make the changes. i once had to call an ambulance for her (before the 6 year split we had) and she was taken to the ER and spent time in a psych ward - i took care of her daughter during that time or she would have gone with social services - i thought that experience was behind us and understood as we had talked it out. How wrong i was. Last Oct my sister was spending the weekend with me - she had her bottle with her hidden i had no idea) and got drunk... i was in a shakey emotional state over something that had happened to my daughter that evening and my sister took this opportunity to call the police - show them my empty bottle of xanax and told them i swallowed the bottle, ran down the street and said i was going to kill myself. In reality i was sitting in my car trying to figure out how i was going to deal with her before my kids got back home, she had attacked me i had bruises and cuts all over me, which i showed to the cops, but that didn't seem to matter. Cops came, i tried to explain to them the situation but to make a long story short they had to take me to the hospital, cuffed, and in an ambulance - i demanded a blood test be done imediately - which showed 0 xanax in my blood - got home the nexy day and she had stolen 500 dollars, and a few very prized possessions of mine - didn't realize they were missing till a few weeks later. That wasn't the end of her wrath - called CPS - made up all kinds of lies about me, called the health dept with more lies regrding my house etc etc.... All i can say is never again ever will i allow anyone i think is even remotely addicted to anything near me. They cannot be helped unless they want the help. It's a hard decision to cut everyone out but when the memories come up of who they were and i feel sad, i have to remind myself - that's not who they are anymore. Addicts will only bring misrey and dysfunction to your home and life - IF you allow it. i learned my lesson the hard way.
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