Grateful
One day I met my husband at his office. He looked terrible, clutching his stomach, shaking and crying with pain. I asked what was wrong. He said, “I’m not sure;…
One day I met my husband at his office. He looked terrible, clutching his stomach, shaking and crying with pain. I asked what was wrong. He said, “I’m not sure;…
Before I came to Nar-Anon, everything and everyone was my responsibility. I took pride in my ability to fix any bad situation and clean up other people’s financial and legal…
I was a spectator on the sidelines of life, never a participant marching in the joyous parade of the living. I lived in fear of losing the addict to the…
My spouse was using drugs when we met, but things started to change for the worse once we married. All we did was stay at home and all our money…
How did I become such a martyr, sacrificing my own well-being as I tried to change and take care of others? As I listen to the committee in my head, I…
By watching my dysfunctional alcoholic parents, I had become familiar with unacceptable behavior. I chose men that were alcoholics and batterers. My last lover was an addict. When we met,…
“E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stele” – (And so we emerged again to see the stars). This Latin phrase is the last line of Dante’s Inferno. After attending Nar-Anon meetings for…
Some of my Nar-Anon friends who entered the program after I did were already seeing their addicts in recovery. I thought that this was not fair, and I realized that…
My loved one suffers from the disease of addiction. By living with active addiction, I learned that I could not trust the addict. I could not trust that he would…
I think that the message of Nar-Anon is taking hold in my brain. The first message – I have no control – is a great help. I have seen the…