He walked in from work late with gym bag over shoulder. Stood by the fireplace and wobbled a little..first clue. Movements were slow and deliberate as he walked to his chaise to sit; sat slow and deliberate while squinting...more clues. Pulled himself all the say back in his chair and slowly and deliberately folded his hands behind his head and squinted more. Began asking the boys a weird question that didn't make sense; he tried to repeat it to no avail. The boys leave for a movie with friends and I ask him if he has been drinking and he blows up on me. I shouldn't have asked since I knew he had been. He's been sober for about 8 months but I've had a few suspicions here and there but noting as concrete at last night. My youngest son confides in me that a couple of months ago he saw a bottle in the back of his dads car but didn't tell me cause he didn't want to cause trouble. I told him he was ok but that hiding it for dad doesn't help him and makes it worse.
My only goal is to protect my children. I have my own account that I established last year. I took a computer class last spring and Im currently enrolled in a certification program that will end in the spring. I'm just moving forward. He will either get help and overcome and follow me or get left behind. I just cannot do this another 10-20 years at the expense of my mental and physical health. I just cant. And yes, I love him. He is my college sweetheart.
Thanks for listening. My family doesn't get it. If I leave then it would be my fault for leaving and not his for his addiction destroying our family. My dad, the only parent I have left living, thinks its a passing phase. Bless his heart, he comes from a home where two of his 3 siblings had addictions and he's never learned the depths of the disease. I'm sure he would fit in to one of the classic roles family members of alcoholics play.
Again, thanks for listening.
My husband is 44. His passing phase has lasted 25 years and the "phase" has gotten worse. How long do you wait for the "Phase" to be over? My husband came home drunk last night as well. I and my daughter were sitting downstairs watching T.V. He came home - slurred some words, spilled some water and my daughter got up and went to bed. Perfect! My kids already know he is a drunk, but I appreciate the reassurance. He can make a fool of himself - then when the divorce is final, how can they NOT understand why the divorce happened. It hopefully shows them why they shouldn't drink :-)
I wish there was a way to rationalize with a drunk. A normal person gets why the divorce happens in this scenario, but a person stuck in their addiction can't until they are willing to take a hard look at themselves in the mirror and do the every hard work to change. Until then, I think it's hopeless for them to "get it". It will perpetually be someone else's fault. My husband has floated between its his fault or mine. The most recent is it's my fault for even thinking he could possibly be drunk -- I must be 'effing God' he says. I shouldn't have confronted him during his drunkenness and for that I take responsibility. But Saturday was a new day for him as if Friday night never happened. I'm certainly glad he can sweep it under the rug so easily. I can not. I forgive him, but I will not forget and because of my good memory I will continue my education and make myself better in the event I have to leave one day, or in the event he kills himself because of his addiction.
Bless your heart many hugs and prayers
Again, thanks for listening.
I wish there was a way to rationalize with a drunk. A normal person gets why the divorce happens in this scenario, but a person stuck in their addiction can't until they are willing to take a hard look at themselves in the mirror and do the every hard work to change. Until then, I think it's hopeless for them to "get it". It will perpetually be someone else's fault. My husband has floated between its his fault or mine. The most recent is it's my fault for even thinking he could possibly be drunk -- I must be 'effing God' he says. I shouldn't have confronted him during his drunkenness and for that I take responsibility. But Saturday was a new day for him as if Friday night never happened. I'm certainly glad he can sweep it under the rug so easily. I can not. I forgive him, but I will not forget and because of my good memory I will continue my education and make myself better in the event I have to leave one day, or in the event he kills himself because of his addiction.