Dear Children, I’m Sorry I Missed So Much of Your Childhood Because I Was Drunk

<p>The other day I met with a new therapist. It&rsquo;s an interesting thing to meet someone new when you have a lengthy history with another therapist.</p> <p>But the truth is I&rsquo;m not in the same place as when I first started therapy, and it&rsquo;s useful to start with someone who only knows me for who I am now. They don&rsquo;t necessarily need to know how I got here. I will share relevant information, but it&rsquo;s essentially a fresh start with someone new and objective. We haven&rsquo;t even started yet, but I can feel things bubbling up from the past.</p> <p>My kids are without a doubt the most important people in the world to me. Some recent introspection has me feeling sorry for several things, but this hits hard for me right now.</p> <p>Something I&rsquo;m suddenly dealing with is the awareness that my kids are growing up right in front of me. Not that I wasn&rsquo;t aware before, but 18 months into sobriety I&rsquo;m facing the fact that I wasn&rsquo;t who I wanted to be for the first 10 years of their lives. I wasn&rsquo;t really there for them the way I should have been.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/dear-whomever-or-whatever-i-am-sorry/dear-children-im-sorry-i-missed-so-much-of-your-childhood-because-i-was-drunk-328afeddf901"><strong>Read More</strong></a></p>
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