Detachment is about not knowing what the future holds and having the comfort of knowing who holds the future. The first rays of morning sun filtered through the blinds of the bedroom window. After another long sleepless night, with head pounding and a queasy stomach tied up in knots, I had the most amazing thought. There isn't any other kind of real love.
Ultimatums are, by their very nature, conditional.
Expect a miracle. Pain is isolating. Holiday Coping Sober Sentiments by Jann Mitchell Nikki Cassidy shudders when she recalls the holidays she spent battling with her equally drunken first husband. Yet all it refers to is people who don't know how to take care of themselves. Not a beer or two on his breath, but the staleness of drink after drink, day after day, that exudes from the pores of an alcoholic.