@Penguinsandspaniels @pointythings
I think that both of you have/having had younger children is what may make a difference as far as hating vs just sadness. Mine are grown and as adults they are able to understand addiction, explore their emotions 'rationally', and have made the decision to go NC with their dad based on what is right for them. So it is 'safe' for me to be sad, they don't need my anger on their behalf. Young children/teens don't have that maturity and so in most cases they still want a relationship with the addict. I think if my sons had been younger and I had to watch them be disappointed over and over or exposed to drunken possibly abusive behaviour my anger would have overridden any other emotion I felt. Because we always place our children's wellbeing and happiness over our own.
@Penguinsandspaniels You know, I have been amazed at just how many people have come into my life that are either alcoholics or have alcoholic relatives. I don't think we 'attract' alcoholics because of some sort of 'character defect'. I think they are attracted to us because they sense our tendency to caretaking and our acceptance of someone at face value. These are good qualities to have. The problem happens when someone exploits them.
@AlanisMorningShed
You sound like you have had a happy marriage, when did it start to unravel due to drinking?
He'd always been 'a drinker' but it never really created a problem for us. If he 'overindulged' on occasion he usually just 'acted stupid' or fell asleep. Then in March 2025 he injured his back and it all went to hell from there. He'd always been a 'busy bee', having projects and hobbies involving projects that kept him constantly busy. I never thought about it, but now I think the constant busy-ness was his way of subconsciously controlling his drinking. Anyway, the treatment for his back was complete rest. The removal of his 'control mechanism' resulted in him starting to drink more and more, starting earlier and earlier and ending when he passed out. As this happened he became verbally and emotionally abusive. By May 2025 I was contemplating my own future. I originally decided to stay thinking I could carve myself out a separate life. But he just kept drinking more and becoming even more angry and I bore the brunt of it, to the point of him following me around the house cursing me and name calling even as I tried to get away from him. I even took to locking myself upstairs in the guest room but he'd stand at the bottom of the stairs shouting abuse. Finally, something snapped in July 2025 and I called the sheriff to escort me out after DH refused to let me leave peacefully. I was done and have had no second thoughts or regrets. He made his choice, he chose alcohol over me. I made my choice, I chose ME, period.
I don't feel that I've ever been truly happy, drinking has always been a feature of our relationship, I just didn't realise it until I stopped drinking myself.
I get the 'part of our relationship' thing. But for me that usually was my one drink to his 'quite a few'. I haven't been a real 'drinker' since the stupidity of my early 20s. I could really put them away back then! I became a strictly 'social drinker' when I had DS1. A cocktail here and there, a glass of wine now and again. I'm now pretty much teetotal, DH has 'ruined' drinking for me. I will never, ever drink alone and I only feel comfortable having one glass of wine with dinner with DS1 but that's it. DS2 is absolutely teetotal and I don't drink in front of him as it bothers him.
We all deserve to be happy. A saying we have here is "you are not required to set yourself on fire to keep someone else warm".