Noticed a while back H is drinking too much, and then getting low moods. Eating really poorly the following day. Finally realised wtf is happening here when I noticed myself planning stuff with the kids that had to avoid around expected hangover mornings
Anyway, tonight I decided not to be the ‘enabler’. So when he asked if I’d go shop (he doesn’t’ have his car right now) I said No. I said sorry, happy to go shops for anything else but I don’t want to get alcohol for you. I’ve explained why now a few times.
He then went into detail about how it never stops him doing things with the kids (it either does, or he wakes up groggy and has to be nagged at to do it, which stresses me out).
When I persisted with no, he told me I was a horrible fucking piece of work. Told me I would be paying for this by him definitely not coming swimming tomorrow, watching either child whilst the dog got her groom in the morning, nor would he be getting up with them. He said ‘no fucking way’. With a smile. Then slammed the door on the way out
The walk to our village corner shop is about 10/15 mins. He said before he didn’t want to do it, when I asked why he couldn’t just go, get his own alcohol, he told me cos he is looking a bit rubbish. Can’t I just go
When I asked him before he went out why he’s being like this, he said because I’m being a horrible fucking c*
No real advice needed. I knew there was a problem but the penny has finally dropped and it seems I am incredibly screwed.