You know I love you. You know I try to do my best to support you yet dis-enable your alcoholism. But please refrain from falling off the wagon and heading to Facebook.
You frighten the children — my children, your other grandchildren, and your own grown children. You annoy those of us not actually frightened by your sniffling, attention-grabbing antics.
And when you reach out to your siblings’ spouses’ families, enforcing the insanity upon them… Well, really.
How much does one need to drink in order to bypass so many known boundaries?
How much forgiveness can people have?
And how can you feign such ignorance after the fact, when it’s right there when you sign-in again?