I was in exactly the same position about a month ago.
My husband had been treating me like yours for almost 20 years, through 6 pregnancies and 3 kids. He used exactly the same reasons as yours to justify his behaviour. He also couldn't stop once he started and would sometimes take drugs too.
He was the love of my life and we have been together since we were 18.
I spent a good 10 years trying to get through to him by crying, moaning, shouting, refusing to speak to him, getting him AA information, telling his mum (!) and everything else I could think of.
It all came to a head when a friend of mine was killed one night with a single punch whilst out drinking. I found out at 10pm and at 1.30am found my husband passes out on our front lawn with the contents of his bag scattered everywhere. He'd popped to a friend's house to play a game and 'thought he was ok'. It took me half an hour to wake him up and get him indoors. I went ballistic the next day and asked him to move out, but he refused.
After some fantastic RL support I realised that it wasn't about him any more. I'd spent all of my twenties worrying about what made him drink, thinking about making his lie easier so he wouldn't do it etc etc. My friends made me realise that I has rights in our relationship too. I had a right to be treated with respect. I had a right to not e picking him up off the floor every week. I had a right to an equal relationship, free from fear and worry about his drinking and his safety.
The day after the incident, DH wondered why i was still angry about what happened. I went absolutely ape shit and just screamed 'how dare you treat me like this etc etc and let him have both barrels. It was 10 years worth of anger and pain released in one massive bollocking!
It was such a shock to him it was like a massive verbal slap round the face. I then made him sleep in the spare room and told him he has to choose between me and being an alcoholic. I said he could be a dad and husband, or a binge drinker, but not both.
I'm very happy to say that he hasn't done it since. He said he'd heard me complain hundreds of times but for the first time, he could see in my eyes that I meant it. The fear of losing his children seemed to be the wake up call he needed.
He's massively cut down on his drinking and hasn't had a binge like that since.
We are still together and working on our relationship. His drinking caused me to fall a bit out of love with him so I'm trying to get that back.
Sorry this is such a massive essay but I just wanted you to know that I was in a very similar situation and things improved. He needed a very very firm kick up the arse. And needed to know that it was about you and your DD and not him.
Good luck.