So I've been seeing this bloke for a couple of years - we're long distance at the moment, don't live together but had been talking about it for the future, see him on average 3 weekends a month at mine or his. He's recently taken ill health retirement (a physical issue, not alcohol-related) which he hasn't even started to come to terms with. In fact 3 weeks ago I said I was going to have to step back from our relationship because he was so depressed and failing to address anything - said I would stay in touch and cheer him on, and if he started to sort his life out then we would see where we were. Talked to him most days, much less than normal, then couldn't get in touch with him over the weekend.
On Monday his teenager found him semi conscious, jaundiced, not making sense. He was admitted to hospital and is currently in ITU in an induced coma with liver failure and hepatic encephalopathy, on dialysis because his kidneys weren't working, on a ventilator. And I've found out that he's been a very dedicated alcoholic for over thirty years.
His parents and sibling knew bits from the past, not everything, didn't know things were still serious. Out of friends of his that I've spoken to, some knew nothing, some knew some of it. His kids knew. His ex wife bore the brunt of it and I've had a truly flabbergasting conversation with her today. I didn't know any of it. Yes there was sometimes erratic behaviour, but the explanation that he was secretly drinking heavily just never occurred to me.
I feel like an idiot, realising that he was drinking has explained a lot of little weird things, how did I never even think of it? And apart from his recent depression, we have had a lovely relationship, he's never been anything other than adoring towards me, and how do I try to reconcile that with the arsehole he used to be? (And still is being I guess by being drunk in front of his kids and so on.) Everyone who knew assumed I knew because it was so obvious to them 🤦♀️
I'm hoping he pulls through this, he might not. But if he does, he's got a long road ahead. I'm standing by my last words to him, that I can't be with him while he's like this (even though I didn't realise what 'this' was) and I guess whether I even want to stay in touch with him depends on him, and whether he can be honest.
But my mind is blown. I'm looking back and second guessing everything, wondering whether I was living in a parallel universe. Would be very interested to hear of similar experiences!