Well since Monday, I have not drank. Joe drank Monday, was off Tuesday and slept all day (literally) and was surprised I didn't stop on the way home. Wednesday he stopped and Thursday he drank all day and ran out of beer and when I got home and knew I had a bad day talked to me about I should drive to the store get "us" beer and drink all weekend (it's a three dayer) and start fresh Tuesday.......
It's hell going AF when you are a 12 pack plus a day daily drinker. I have been bitchy as hell, hard to go to sleep, having nightmares, been restless, have gained weight (even though consuming sooo much less calories), feel bloated, disgusted as I come home to a drunk hubby and jealous that he is drunk, bored with tv as most of it aint entertaining unless I'm drunk or getting there.
I also have had out of town big wigs in all week I've had to make nice to and stayed late most nites at work, being on my best behavior. THAT'S been stressful as well.
So, I've lived thru all this hell going on day 5 and he wants me to start all over again?
Yet. I know where he's coming from. I remember when he couldn't drink, split shift, or something and him telling me to slow down, or saying I drank too much the nite before, etc., and resenting him. I know how it felt being him.
I didn't ever ask him to get me beer but I remember wanting him to, hoping he would. So I do know the thoughts running thru his head.
Yet, it sure is hard, even knowing this, not resenting the fact I'm struggling and he's even if it's unconsciously, tempting me and making it more difficult.
Part of me resents him, part of me thinks, I love him, drinking is familiar, easy, something to do WITH him, why not give him, part of me thinks, stick with it for all the reasons I know logically, my health, my happiness, OUR health, OUR happiness, our future, money-wise, heck just having a life full of more than a bottle of beer......
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