too much, because by the time he sobberred up, things had gotten way too bad, and even though he suberred up, he was still very distant. he traded one obsession for another. you know, he went from being an alcoholic, obsessed with alcohol, to being this religious fanatic, and i remember a lot of times that my siblings and i would invite him over to the family gathering. he wouldn't come because he had to be at church, and he always had to be at church, and we always felt like we lose either way, you know? he could be alcoholic or religious, and we'll lose anyway because he'll never make us his priority, and i remember when i got married, he was going to walk me down the aisle, and he was looking at the clock saying what time is this wedding going to start? i have to go to my church, hurry up. i just felt so hurt because it was, like, i only get married once here, you know? your church will always be there. he kept looking at his clock, and then we were done with the ceremony, and he, like, took off right after that. he stayed for the reception for, like, a little bit, but i felt so horrib