It is with deep personal sadness that I announce that I’ve moved into the city. My relationship with Bick, as caring and loving as it is, has reached a stalemate and I have no other choice but to go on with my life sans my very best friend. Bick is an active alcoholic, a high functioning daily drinker. And alcoholism is a progressive disease. There is no future for me there. It is my sincere hope that he chooses to get some help.
I knew he was an alcoholic when we got together. I thought I could handle it – that I could detach from his disease and let it be his. I told myself that when his addiction started to make my world smaller, then I would leave. My world was getting smaller and I have fought too hard to allow his choices to further impact my life. And I will miss him so. My heart is broken.