I played around 50 games in 1.5-2 hours today . I had spent the morning talking to a social worker and also Sarah’s book keeper about a variety of topics surrounding Sarah. During a break, I decided to give Sarah a call because I needed access to her mail key.
It was an unpleasant conversation. Prior to today she had been confused and didn’t have a good memory for things that were going on, but today she was very much herself. She told me that she didn’t want to go to rehab immediately upon being discharged because she needed to take care of things at work.
I told her that she needed to go to rehab right away. She said no, she couldn’t. I told her that she would start drinking again if she didn’t, and she said no she wouldn’t. I told her that she said that last time, and she said that things would be different this time. I told her I didn’t believe her and said that if she starts drinking yet again, I can’t be in her life anymore. It’s just too much. She said that she knows this and that it’s one of the reasons why things will be different this time.
We went back and forth like this for some time and I started crying on the phone and told her that I need her to go to rehab. I told her that I would take care of things for her at work together with her book keeper. She said okay a couple times and that she would think about it.
After all of that, I really didn’t feel like playing poker anymore. I feel pretty sad and disappointed at the moment.
This sure is becoming an emo blog rather than a poker blog. Hopefully that changes soon because I’d really rather be playing poker.