I'm so fed up with it. I grew up with an alcoholic father and I can't put my ds through it.
He's been seeing a drinks counsellor and I've been so proud of him. He got off his backside and went and spoke to Drinksense about 3 months ago and he's been going along to counselling since. He did it because he wanted to save our marriage.
Tonight after a few minutes in his company i got that sinking feeling in my stomach and i knew instantly he's had a drink and it was probably vodka or red wine, not just a beer. We've been here a hundred times so i didn't feel up to a big showdown, him denying it and me getting angrier and angrier. So i just left the room saying i can't be bothered if he can't and i'm sitting alone upstairs trying to get my head around where we go from here. He knows i know and will be getting his denial head on ready to tell me how hard he's trying and i need to trust him and how hurt he is that i don't believe he's not drinking.
I love him and i know he loves me. He's not an aggressive drunk and is the loveliest man in every other way. Is this what it will always be like living with someone with a drink problem? My son loves his daddy so much but every time he does this i'm transported back to my childhood, finding bottles of booze stashed around the house and hearing my parents arguing and me trying to work out if i loved or hated my dad. I feel so low.