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I understand that a BF and a husband aren't the same...but I do understand that alcoholism destroys nontheless.
In order for your husband to get better he needs to hit his *bottom*. With him living at home he knows that when he goes on his benders you might ***** at him but ultimately he stays. No consequences. Now you've shown him that you've had it and he doesn't like it. Too Bad! Maybe now he will see what he is losing because of his drinking, you, his family and his self respect.
Please for your sake, hang tight. Even though it's probably one of the hardest things you've ever had to do, it truly is the best thing to do. Addiction is a progressive disease and please understand that it will get worse in time. It will suck the life out of everyone who cares for him...maybe this is his *bottom* and he will get help. If not, then you need to leave for your own sanity. You're a strong woman so hang in there. Good luck to you.
After years of the drinking getting nothing but worse along with our marriage, I finally had enough. Told him we either get into counseling and work on the drinking or I was gone. Of course, the usual excuses were brought forth. The best one was, "Therapy costs too much." Hmmm... maybe we could pay for it if you stopped buying so much booze? Hello!! Well, I gave him a couple months to wrap his brain around the severity of the problem and finally dropped the bomb. He came home from work and I said, "I want a divorce." Of course, he got rip-roaring drunk in response. He didn't even bother telling me he wanted to change and repair our marriage. I think that hurt more than anything. He couldn't even try. So I moved out and the divorce was final 2 months later.
A lot of changes happened with both of us over the next few months. He thought he was going to have a great time partying whenever he wanted without the old ball and chain dragging him down. I figured he'd just hook up with some like-minded biker party-**** and ride off to the big bar in the sunset. Well, he tried that lifestyle on for a couple of months and slowly began to realize that he really didn't want to live that way. He very nearly lost his entire career once the drinking reached epic proportions. Obviously losing me didn't scare him enough, but losing his job did.
We had plenty of other unresolved issues besides the drinking, the biggest being that we never had a fight. Oh yeah, we got angry but we never talked things out when we disagreed. Both of us had the mistaken idea (from our parents) that anything unpleasant was simply ignored. That left us with not one, but a whole herd of elephants in the living room by the end.
Finally, he drastically decreased his drinking. About 8 months after the divorce was final, we started talking again, and it wasn't about trivial BS. For the first time in the 11 years we'd known each other, we confronted those issues frankly, and yes, painfully. Looking back on it, I don't think a therapist could have done any better. Why? Because we were both willing to look at our own individual faults and decided to do something about them. Long-enough-story-short, we remarried in 2005. This time around bears no resemblance to the first time. We both had to learn to open our mouths and calmly air our differences, and sometimes agree to disagree. So far, so good.