Jacqui Rosser

My Story

My name is Jacqui Rosser, and I am a survivor.

 For 13 years I lived with an alcoholic husband and although there were many happy times, much of it was exhausting and stressful.  .
 I loved him.
 I didn’t want my marriage to fail.
I told myself it was the alcohol — not him.
I believed he would give up the alcohol. I needed to believe it.

He didn’t.
He didn’t recognise he had a problem
He didn’t apologise when he did stupid, dangerous things.
 He blamed me — for his actions, for everything.

I found my turning point.
Somewhere deep inside, I found the courage to end it. To walk away. To be alone.

At first, it felt like being set adrift in a vast, empty sea.
He had bruised me physically, but the deeper wounds were invisible: the shattered confidence, the anger, the bitterness.
Our dreams — the ones we had whispered late into the night, like traveling the world in a campervan — vanished like smoke.

I recognise the value of that relationship. Whilst it was incredibly painful, not just for me but for my family and friends, I benefitted in so many ways. I became resilient, strong and confident.

I became a SURVIVOR