He's been battling alcoholism for years, trying to quit, etc, but it never stuck for very long. Now he says it's me that the problem. Says I complain about his drinking so much that he needs to drink to live with me. I told him I wouldn't be married to a falling down drunk that does the three p's anymore. So, he called from work on Friday and said he wasn't coming home. This is after, two weeks ago, he never came home and me, the kids, and his mom drove all night looking for him in a ditch somewhere and he had ended up stopping at a bar and getting so drunk he was drunk at noon the next day when we found him. Nice. He took off once before three years ago, same thing, alcohol. Said tonight when he came to pick up some stuff that I forced him to come home three years ago and he's been pretending to love me still all this time but he didn't. I will get over this, I still love him and I know it's the disease talking, but my poor babies. They're only 8 and 10. They want to know where Daddy is and why he won't come home. I told the 10 year old what was going on and she said she kind of had figured it out. But the 8 year old is too young, I think to tell the truth to yet. I cannot believe he didn't call us for three days. Actually, now that I've thought about it, I cannot love this man. I cannot love anyone who does this to his partner and kids.
"Until it crows, one never knows." -Me
"Until it crows, one never knows." -Me
