I received this anonymous email just now from someone who is obviously in pain. Please, if you can, leave a comment offering love and support.
Our prayers are with you, Anonymous Friend.
There are some of us who prefer to fight our demons privately. Up until now, that was me. Mostly because I didn’t want to change. I do not want to stop drinking. Ever. Only I know I must. For many reasons.
Today, I received a call from my sister’s fiance. He informed me that my sister was admitted to the hospital, her liver failing. He told me that she has been going to the hospital for 2-3 weeks now to flush out the fluids that are poisoning her since her liver can no longer keep up detoxifying her blood.
He was very stern. Strong. Factual.
I am so worried for my sister right now. The thing is, this comes as no surprise. It is no real secret. There is a history. For all of us. A history that cannot be rewritten until we are willing to face it. It is a history I don’t want to accept. Only I must. If I don’t, my daughters will suffer… as my sister, my father, my grandfathers, and yes. Even I have. This is my charge in life.
I will take on this fight to the death. I only hope I am ready for the battle that will come.