How many of us who were married to/in relationships with addicts felt like we "owed it" to our partners/spouses/family members to do our best to help them recover? I know I felt that way too - you know, I (and countless others in my position) took our wedding vows/commitments seriously. And how many of us stayed way too damned long, trying every possible thing to help our partners/spouses to recover, putting that before everything else? How long do you think we should have stayed? In my case it was just under 7yrs: I know others who stayed longer, doing all they could. Hindsight is an amazing thing, and I should have got out years before I did.
Did I not stay long enough? Did I not do enough? I spent a five figure amount of money to put my ex through private residential rehab, not to mention the cost of countless appointments for counsellors, psychologists etc. He gaslit me, he lied consistently. He blamed me for being boring, or not being supportive enough. He'd go to AA meetings, but then walk out and head to the pub (DC were small then, so I couldn't wait outside the AA place). He then figured that he could drink, but use cocaine to mask being so drunk (I'd smell the alcohol on him, but he appeared sober - I found out about the Class A's right at the end). My career was stalled during that time, as I didn't have the strength to go for extra training/promotions etc whilst dealing with an alcoholic husband, parenting 2DC and being the breadwinner. My MH was shot, and my physical health was starting to deteriorate. I couldn't plan a damned thing as I never knew how he'd be from one day to the next. His antics put my own job at risk - I'd be at work and he'd go awol so I'd have to run and get the DC from school/childcare...or I'd wake in the morning to get ready for work and he'd be gone (so I'd have to scramble about trying to find someone to have the kids so I could be on the ward for a 7am start). Even now, I start to shake when I smell vodka or whiskey on someone's breath. Are you suggesting that I - and others like me - didn't do our best, or have somehow failed?
When I met XH, I fell in love with him, and when I married him, he didn't have these problems. He was an amazing guy (still is, when he is sober). But when he became an alcoholic/addict, there was nothing I could do to help him (despite me being an HCP of over 25yrs, I kidded myself that I could help him). He had to be the one who helped himself. Part of me is still in love with the guy that I met all those years ago, but I couldn't stay with him, nor could I put myself or my DC through what he was doing to us (oh and I did my utmost to try and shield them from XH's drunkeness). So I had to reaffirm boundaries, stick to them and get the hell out.
If helping an alcoholic partner/spouse/family member was akin to helping someone who has a serious physical illness (and believe me, as a nurse looking after some of the most acutely ill patients outside of an ITU, I do NOT say that lightly), then my XH would have been sober and clean bloody years ago, and we would still be married.
OP, the advice I have for you? Look after yourself and the children. Put yourself and the DC first. Don't set yourself on fire to keep someone else warm. You can't change his behaviour or have control over his drinking (ultimatums rarely work, and you have to stick to them), but you can put in boundaries and ensure you get support for yourself and your children. The only person who can address the drinking is him - it's hard work and he has to want to do it for himself (and that involves taking a long hard look at himself and acknowledging the problems). Make plans (plan A, B, C etc), and get yourself to the point where if a boundary you have is crossed, you can act. Also, remember that there is no shame in having boundaries and not wanting to put up with this sort of behaviour. Read some of the threads on here: it was a post from years ago (Pointythings post) that I followed on here that helped open my eyes, and helped me to realise that I had to get out, that it wasn't my shame to carry, and that I wasn't a failure for saying, "enough is enough".