truth
Todd just posted that he feels guilty for leaving me alone so much while he goes to AA meetings, but here’s the truth: I do not mind. I am a homebody. I am a loner. I like to sit on my couch and watch baseball and goof off on the internet and hang with my dogs. It’s what I do, and I’m good at it. Sure, I’d like to occasionally go out and sometimes I do with my sister or a friend, but it’s not necessary to me. I’m good being at home alone. Do I miss Todd sometimes? Yes. But I sleep with him every night and wake up with him every morning and we eat dinner together and spend time together on weekends and that’s ok. It’s good to have separate lives. It’s good to have separate interests. I can watch baseball without him telling me how much he hates it. And he gets to make new friends and, you know, remain sober. I would never begrudge him those meetings or his speaking engagements or commitments. They keep him sober. They keep him alive and healthy. So I’m ok.
