I'm worried about my husband's drinking and also about whether it is time to give up on our marriage. He drinks at least once a week and over the decades has managed to cut down to between 8-12 pints on a Thursday/Friday/Saturday. If we have anything social on, I dread it as he is always the drunkest there ( slurring, staggering, talking nonsense) and then either asleep all the next day or binging junk food and watching TV in a weird half drunk, mildly belligerent way. The day after that is always hungover and too exhausted to want to do anything as a family. His response to this is always to ask why I need him to do things. We don't need him for some things but he's the kids dad, it's nice if he's around!
If he drinks on the Thursday then he often misses work the next day or drives in late and hungover. I feel lots of anxiety around him loosing his job and resent worrying about it during my job.
Reading the threads here and the great advice, I think 'm in the same boat as a lot of people on this group and just trying to balance out where love stops and enabling begins.
A long time ago I looked for support from a group that Al Anon put me onto. I remember being made to feel /feeling really shamed, that I had exaggerated my husband's drinking and I shouldn't seek to control him or his actions. Our 3 kids were still so young at the time but I remember the mix of guilt and resentment when the counsellor asked why I didn't just let him sleep off his hangovers and get on with my day without him. It was so hard watching him snoring on the sofa while I changed nappies, walked the dog and got everyone ready for an outing. Staying in the house wouldn't have been great as it was small and him sleeping it off was so visible to the children. I also dread Christmas and no longer want to go on holiday as he then drinks every night. My friends minimise it all as it is quite a boozy group and they say he's just good fun, which leads DH to say that I'm the only one with a problem. We've been invited to a BBQ in a few hours and I'm just not looking forward to it. I will have one glass of wine over the afternoon and then drive home but it's all just so boring. Dh says that he is a nice drunk and he is but there have been enough incidents over the years where his drinking has caused major upsets that I now just get a visceral reaction when I hear him opening a can. I need to disengage and not care but no idea how. Sorry for such an unstructured mess of a brain dump. I really had to steel myself to write it and feel crushing guilt already so please, please be gentle