So today is my birthday....I told my husband that the only thing I wanted was for him to be sober today.  He promised me that he would not drink on my birthday yet here we are.  I went to work and had a fine day there I am grateful for that, but he is here passed out on our couch.  I did not have high hopes and I know good and well not to believe a word he says but for whatever reason, I hoped that he could give me one damn day.  I am just so sad.  I hate alcohol and what it does to the drinker and everyone around them.  My head keeps telling me its a disease and they don't choose this but it still hurts my heart so much.  I am so sorry for the pity party I just have no one else to tell.  Thanks for listening.