Your husband had a stroke.
You're taking care of him, and sponsoring half of Napa.
You need someone.
You know what? I'm handling things just fine on my own.
Really? 'Cause there's a deli guy and a perky wannabe lawyer
that would disagree with that.
I am worried about you.
Seriously, what is happening to me?
He was very sweet. u202dHmm.
He took me out to dinner, asked me all kinds of questions
about myself and listened to the answers.
I was bored out of my mind.
So when are you seeing him again?
Yes, you are.
No. There were no sparks.
That's a good thing.
What an alcoholic sees as sparks
is usually the beginning of a dumpster fire.
What we find boring can just be healthy, and normal.
I used to only be attracted to men that were married,
broken and mean.
That sounds hot.
But then, my sponsor made me go on a second date
with a nice guy I had no interest in.
Long story short, we've been happily married for 18 years.
If I had only done what I wanted to do,
I'd still be supporting drummers who borrow my car
and never come back.
Do you still have their phone numbers?
They're doing it again.
Damn it, you guys.
So who would like to share?
I haven't wanted to share lately
because I've been struggling,
and when you've been sober a long time,
that can be hard to admit.
But here's the thing:
getting older sucks.
People treat me differently.
They don't engage me in conversation,
they assume there's nothing interesting about me.
And I just want to scream at them,
"I robbed a bank, I took a bath with Jimi Hendrix,
But all they see is a... is an old woman.
If they see me at all.
The other day, in the grocery store,
the fella behind the deli counter
looked right through me and went on to the next person,
and I completely lost it.
It would have been a good time to call my sponsor,
but I don't have one.
Hard to believe, but even an old-timer like me
can forget that you can't do this program by yourself.
And I'm grateful that I have good friends in here
who reminded me.
Look at that.
I fixed Marjorie.
My mom went to park.
Jill and Wendy are parking, too.
I think we're being set up.
I think you're right.
Christy, I'm sorry.
I've been a gigantic pain in the ass.
I live with Bonnie Plunkett.
My ass has seen worse.
I loved your share.
I haven't shared like that in a long time.
It's good to see that even you struggle sometimes.
You'll be happy to know I have a new sponsor.
I asked Catherine.
- The knitter? u202d- Mm-hmm.
She might make you a butterfly sweater.
Wouldn't that be wonderful?
So we're good?
Yeah. Yeah, we're good.
But I am gonna stick with Nora.
I hope that's okay.
Of course it is, sweetie.
You've come a long way since we met.
Maybe you just need something a little different now.
I never could've gotten sober without you.
Thank you for everything.
No matter how old my mom gets, she's never gonna be invisible.