to leave you with the feeling that no situation is too
difficult and no unhappiness too great to be overcome.
We have traveled a rocky road, there is no mistake
about that. We have had long rendezvous with hurt
pride, frustration, self-pity, misunderstanding and fear.
We have been driven to maudlin sympathy, to bitter resentment.
Some of us veered from extreme to extreme, ever
hoping that one day our loved ones would be them-
selves once more.
Our loyalty and the desire that our husbands hold up their heads and be like other men have begotten
all sorts of predicaments.
We have been unselfish and
We have told innumerable lies to
protect our pride and our husbands’ reputations.
We have prayed, we have begged, we have been patient.
We have struck out viciously. We have run away. We
have been hysterical. We have been terror stricken.
We have sought sympathy. We have had retaliatory
love affairs with other men.Our homes have been battle-grounds many an
evening. In the morning we have kissed and made up.
Our friends have counseled chucking the men and we
have done so with finality, only to be back in a little
while hoping, always hoping. Our men have sworn
great solemn oaths that they were through drinking
forever. We have believed them when no one else
could or would. Then, in days, weeks, or months, a
We seldom had friends at our homes, never know-
ing how or when the men of the house would appear.
We could make few social engagements. We came to
live almost alone. When we were invited out, our
husbands sneaked so many drinks that they spoiled
the occasion. If, on the other hand, they took nothing,
their self-pity made them killjoys.
There was never financial security. Positions were
always in jeopardy or gone. Sometimes there were other women. How heart-
breaking was this discovery; how cruel to be told they
understood our men as we did not!
The bill collectors, the sheriffs, the angry taxi
drivers, the policemen, the bums, the pals, and even
the ladies they sometimes brought home—our hus-
bands thought we were so inhospitable.We began to ask medical advice as the sprees got
closer together. The alarming physical and mental
symptoms, the deepening pall of remorse, depression
and inferiority that settled down on our loved ones—Most of us have entered the final
stage with its commitment to health resorts, sanitari-
ums, hospitals, and jails. Sometimes there were
screaming delirium and insanity. Death was often