btw - i would like to ramble on for a bit about exh no2
i have been giving him a lot of thought the last few weeks - he was a special forces soldier, suffered with dreadful ptsd, trouble was i didn't understand at the time!
he drank VERY heavily, right from the start of our relationship, i have to say i thought it was normal - all his mates drank alot aswell, anyway, as time went on he became more and more violent to the point of strangling me, he left the forces saying that it would help him control his life/temper more. he was arrested the day dd was born for murder, however he was aquitted and we carried on with this pretence of a normal life.
i now realise that that is when i really started to drink - i think i thought i was coping (ha ha)
i drank when he was in the house because i think it gave me the courage to stand up to him, then, when he finally left, i carried on, i felt such a failure, a second marriage up the swany, a single mum, living on benefits, oh blimey, it felt a low place to be
the thing that i feel so ashamed of now, is that once life got better, i met dh, got a really good job, bought my own house, earnt enough to send dd to private school etc. i just carried on drinking, why oh why did i do that?
one of the steps says that we should try to make amends to the people we have hurt - i really want to that, right now i just don't know how!
thank you, if you have got to the end of my waffle!