“I Moved Back to My Home Town and Now My Family is Falling Apart”
Three years ago I sought out-of-state treatment for alcoholism. While my family supported my recovery, they didn’t want much to do with me afterward, and, with no money after treatment, I couldn’t afford rent in my hometown. But their lives improved so greatly without me around, not to mention their relationships with each other, that I was happy being alone. So I threw myself into my work and began making a decent living through self-employment. After two years, I was finally making enough to move back to my home state. Then everything fell apart. See, while my brother has always been the responsible one, he’s arguably been as entitled as I. When…