We are the no-no generation.

The highs and the lows come daily.

And it seems like everyone around is fighting invisible demons that seem to be winning.

I deserve a good slap in the face for what I've done.

I've been blaming someone else for their demons, being tired of seeing them surrendering to the dark passenger.

As if, I didn't surrender to mine years ago...

I block it from my thoughts because it's embarrassing, I'm ashamed that I let it go that far. But the last thing I want is help.

Sometimes your demons become your best friends and they are oh so comforting in their own way.

That's something they do not tell you as a kid. Everyone grows older, stronger, and develops some kind of dark passenger. Alcoholism, drug addictions, eating disorder, violence, insecurities, lies.

Lies.

Oh Boy

Let me tell you something. Living with an alcoholic is hard.

The hardest thing I've ever done.

But sometimes, you believe in that person so much that you are willing to go through it.

Now, growing up, I used to hear stories about women living with addicts, how mentally and physically abusive those relationships were...

I always thought, and I'm sure so do you, that no one should stay in that kind of relationship, that it would never happened to me, and that there was no reason to be with an addict.

Well, it happened to me. I fell in love with him, then found out that the drinking was not just recreational, but an evil need.

And for all of you that agree with my earlier statement, things are not so black and white from the inside.

Truth is, every alcoholic is not abusive. They can be loving, caring, hard working and talented.

You can live happily with them, without being abused.

They can drink heavily without getting violent. Actually they just get giddy, dancy and funny.

But, after all, alcoholism is a disease.

And at the end of the day, knowing that your lover is sick is one of the most painful things to ignore.