She is the wife I lost because of my drinking.
If I say I have no regrets; that’s utter bullshit. I’m just trying to fool myself. I lost the wife that I loved, and still love, because I became a different person through drink.
When she kicked me out it, didn’t hurt, I was drunk.
When she met another guy, it didn’t hurt, I was drunk.
When she had a baby by her new man, it didn’t hurt, I was drunk.
But now I’m sober and my daughter let slip the other day that all the wedding plans are made and she and my son will, of course, be there. That hurt.
That door has now been firmly shut.