When will it ever end? You know all I have ever done is love my husband since I was fifteen years old. I am now forty years old and I live with and love an alcoholic. I never thought this would be my life....August 8th of this year, I had pretty much given up, laid it on the line, if you don't stop drinking, I am going to leave you....well that didn't happen because, on august 11th, he almost died, from drinking to much? from trying to quit on his own? I don't know, but the good wife in me stuck by him spent nine days in the hospital with him, brought him home, sent him to rehab, to sick to be there...they sent him back to the hospital where he spent four more days...came home, home ten minutes and he was looking for beer. Stuck by him, got him to go to AA, got him to go to a recovery center, they recommended intense outpatient. He goes there five days a week. Group therapy and seeing counselor. He has been there for seven weeks. He starts his sneaky ways again. His lying...I find the beer, I dump it out, I take his debit card, his credit cards away. He still finds ways of getting it, He spends all the coins he has saved for the kids...this part hurts, he steals my daughters money, the money she has saved from birthdays, $73!! A lot of money to a twelve year old. He stole all the state quarters, two maps full that he and I saved for the kids. All gone. We saved those all these years. He lied and said he didn't do it, he made me believe that someone broke into our house! He yelled at my son and made us all believe that it was one of his friends. This past Friday, took the cake...I knew he was drinking as soon as I saw him after work. I ask him, he denies it..i can smell it on him!!! He demands his debit card, I tell him no, he gets angry..I say you are not draining our account again!! He tells me he's leaving, I take the keys and hide them. Tell him he is not driving, he is not gonna take the car and kill someone. He get's angrier, screams at me, my daughter and I are sobbing, he doesn't care, she talked back to him, something she never does, screams at him why are you doing this to us dad..the look on his face, he takes a step towards her...like he's going to hit my baby! I step in front of her...I would of never let him hit my baby! I throw him out of the house, he goes to the basement, grabs some beer from a dirty old cooler, demands his keys, I tell him no, tell him your leaving, but your leaving on foot. I call his brother, he brings his nephew. They look for him, they can't find him. He comes back home...all three beers are gone, he must of drank them one right after another, because he wasn't gone all that long. They come back to the house, He's staggering around, can't even stand..they convince him to go to the hospital. I didn't go!! Not this time, NO!! They admit his ass to the psych ward. That was Friday night. He calls me Saturday morning. He's sorry, but what he really wants to know is, will I bring him snuff...Ahh..NO! Am I coming in to see him? Ahh...NO! Sunday I didn't hear from him. I hear from the counselor. She wants me to come in and have a face to face with him. I agree, so that brings me to today. I call the bank and find out that he wrote checks out on our account, took some checks that I wouldn't miss right away, you know the extra books..I went to the bank and got print outs, to take with me, so he couldn't lie his way out of this one. I see him, He looks like hell, not shaven, He wants to come home, I tell him no, If you love us like you say, you will go and complete rehab. He doesn't like that idea, well that is your only choice. Either complete rehab, or find another place to live. He says he won't ever drink again, blah, blah, blah!! I have heard it all before. I have to go and get him tomorrow. Take him to rehab. I wonder whats going to happen, tommorrow, these next few days, next few months. All I have ever done is love him, and he won't stop.
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