Tonight at my ACA (Adult Children of Alcoholics) meeting I am getting my 6-month chip. With the except of a tense half day at my mom’s on Christmas I’ve been pretty good at keeping her toxic effect on my life at bay.
I can’t fix her or heal her or control her. I can only live my life. It’s sad that she can’t be more a part of it, but it’s the choices she’s made that have made it such.
Self-care is SO complex, but I’m thankful that I’m regaining a healthy balance in my life.
Also reading this blog has been a gift and the author’s words are one that I treasure as she battles a similar battle: http://grumpysunshine.com/