Only a week in and struggling

Just over a week ago, I finally admitted to my doctor that I’m a binge drinker and need help stopping. He prescribed naltrexone and therapy.

The literal day I started the medication, my mother didn’t feel like using her cane and fell, breaking her hip. She had a partial replacement and is now in rehab. She texts all day long to complain, sometimes about legitimate issues, sometimes about mildly annoying things I have no control over, but they are always dramatic texts and end in “I’m just telling you in case I’m not here tomorrow.” The guilt over not being able to fix everything and the dread I feel each time my phone dings has me questioning why I’m even bothering to try to get sober and I don’t want her issues to derail my success. I have reminded her I’m facing my own health struggle right now and she needs to find another outlet for venting because it’s becoming too much for me to be her only go to, but that didn’t seem to have much impact.

For those of you who’ve been in a situation where life handed you more than you could handle mentally, how did you cope?