Baby steps of progress here. DH has his first SMART meeting lined up this week - although I suggested it, he did all the admin and seems committed to going.
He is still tapering which feels like a looooong process. I am making him drink outside the house in the back yard, which will provide suitable suffering in our Northumberland chilly weather.
The recovery services nurse won’t see him till the new year, once he has reduced his alcohol intake enough to safely start a home detox.
Still hasn’t told his parents which is frustrating but at least he is honest in saying it’s because he is putting it off. Depressing but honest.
He is clear this is his last chance - I worry a bit that all the past drinking has killed off every inch of trust I ever had in him but that’s no bad thing I guess. I am still reeling from all the lies and deception and would be a fool to suppose he will manage to give up after decades of drinking.
I am working up the courage to go to Al-Anon. I went to my first meeting at 19 because of my Dad but I never for a minute thought I’d marry another alcoholic.