Oh good heavens ya'll.
Fsophiah - good point - treat the depression first. But it pretty much all rolls into one big mess. If I weren't depressed I could be firm, if he were gone I wouldn't be depressed (because I'd be able to stay sober).
I did come home from vacation and drink last night. Didn't know what else to do.
I don't have any family, not much in the way of friends either. I just can't call the cops and do that crap. If I tell him I'm so miserable that I'm wishing I was dead he'd believe he must stay to save me from myself.
His kids are here for the weekend (every weekend). Tomorrow I"ll talk to him again. I'll tell him he must get out. You all are exactly right - he knows I'm such a softy that I will (I have) put up with him staying if he whines about anything. And he does expect that I'll jsut give up and let him stay. Which has happened before.
I think he is getting a clue that this time is different. While I was gone for vacation he called several times, he was missing me and lonely (and drunk), I avoided the calls for the most part, or cut him short. I came home and he apparently was expecting hugs and kisses which he didn't get.
I forgot that not only is he going to be leaving my house (I rent it, I'm on the lease, he moved in after) to live who knows where but surely not as nice as here (he had been living on boats the prior 20 years), but also, I guess he also cares about me and is getting hurt.
I will make this happen. It has been so long since I made up my mind. I am so weary of hating being in my own home. I am so anxious to be able to get sober and stay that way - with no booze in my house whatsoever.
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