This Is How I Stopped My Husband From Drinking Alcohol After 20 Years of Addiction
For twenty years, alcohol ruled our home. Not my husband, not love, not peace—alcohol. My husband, James Odhiambo, started drinking before we even got married. At first, it was “social drinking.” Then it became weekends. Then every evening. By the time we moved to Nyamasaria, Kisumu, alcohol had become part of our marriage like a third partner that never slept.
We married young and hopeful. James was hardworking and kind when sober. But alcohol changed him. He became careless with money, short-tempered, and unreliable. He missed birthdays. He forgot school fees. He promised to stop more times than I can remember. Each promise came with tears. Each promise died at the bottom of a bottle.
For years, I covered for him. I lied to family members. I borrowed money quietly. I told my children their father was “tired” when he was drunk. I thought patience would heal him. I thought love was enough. I was wrong. Love without boundaries nearly destroyed me.
