Sobering up was responsible for breaking up my marriage. That's what it couldn't stand.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was married for 18 years to a woman who wanted me to get sober for all 18 years and I never did. She finally came to her senses and divorced me.
My second marriage had a lot to do with alcohol.
I had a lousy marriage and I drank too much.
The dynamic of a relationship changes when one person gets sober.
I went into rehab to save my marriage, but I wound up saving myself.
I lost my second marriage because of drinking, and I loved the woman very much. But I thought I needed booze to write. I'm glad I was disabused.
There was never a point in my life where I gave up. My marriage, as you know, fell apart.
To say I drank my way into marriage isn't much of an exaggeration, and it's none at all to say I drank my way out of it.
When I got sober, I thought giving up was saying goodbye to all the fun and all the sparkle, and it turned out to be just the opposite. That's when the sparkle started for me.
It's funny; I actually made poorer decisions when I sobered up then when I was screwed up.
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