tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2530451786669304321.post5445668442928550185..comments2023-09-22T08:12:25.535-04:00Comments on THE PRIVILEGED ADDICT : Accountability Is FreedomCharliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04183269305957041463noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2530451786669304321.post-50980712749254706132019-12-03T08:47:58.302-05:002019-12-03T08:47:58.302-05:00I wrote on your blog 3 years ago about my son. He ...I wrote on your blog 3 years ago about my son. He was a hopeless alcoholic but I really felt I had to save him. I look back and I was and still am the definition of codependent or as I like to think of it as a controlling mother. I was the one who babied him. My husband would get mad st me but I had to save him because he had no one. He finally progressed to not being able to work and having seizures when he tried to quit drinking. He was in his early 30's and had always lived with us. I got to the point that I was paying his bills yet taking verbal abuse from him.I would try to get him to go for treatment or AA but he always said he could do it himself. This would be 20 pages if I went on to how horrible it was but you know the story. We would throw him out, he would live in his car and I would take him back. He had his first episode of withdrawal seizure in 2017. He had no insurance, nowhere to go etc, (the whole spoil). I took him back and he was sober for 8 months then started drinking again. We kept this thing up until the last time in Sept 2018. He would never go for treatment or even AA after his first seizure, then he had another. I, during this time, went to see a wonderful therapist who helped me find my courage. I told my son this is his last chance with me. After his 2nd seizure I took him back but even though he was seeing a regular doctor for his health problems caused by alcohol, he would not take the doctor's or our advice to at least go to AA. After 4 months we told him to move out because he was on his feet and we were done. That was 15 months ago. I call him once a week but when he starts whining about his life I tell him I will always love him but he will no longer live with me. If he hates this job to get another because if he gets fired he will live on the streets. Every once in a while I panic about what might happen to him but I then realize this is my codependence rearing its ugly head. It has been a real struggle. I pray every day for guidance. This has taught me that babying a grown adult is counter productive. You hurt them more than you ever help them. I shudder to think of this society when the "social" Dems get in. It just doesn't work. The more you give them the more they want. My son has made progress and is still seeing his doctor. He has apologized for his behavior and says he is done with alcohol. Time will tell but I will never go back to living like that. I want to thank you for this blog because you gave me hope when I was going through this. I told my son that the only one who can help him is himself with the aid of Jesus Christ. God bless you!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com