A New Side Street on Recovery Road

Hey Readers!

I have not been writing as regularly and I want to write about why….

I actually HAVE been writing a lot, just not on Medium, but rather, in my journal.

I have entered into a new phase of my recovery from addiction and that has been taking most of the energy that I usually give to Medium. I am going to write a little bit about it now because I would love to get some feedback from some of my loyal readers, especially the ones in recovery…..

I have long known, since early in my recovery from alcoholism, that alcohol is not my primary addiction.

My primary addiction is codependency.

It stems from both my infant abandonment wound from birth (I was given up for adoption at birth) AND from the dysfunction of growing up in an addicted home.

Recently, just a little under a year ago now, I needed to set some strong boundaries with members of my husband’s family.

It did not go over well…..

I needed to leave a situation where I felt that my recovery was not being respected. In fact, I felt that my recovery was in danger if I stayed in that situation with my husband’s family. So I removed myself. I went somewhere else.

To stay.

Permanently.

My plan was not to leave my husband, though I understood that that could possibly be what would happen. I found various places to stay…