Eighteen months ago I started a thread here about my husband and son. It's here.
www.mumsnet.com/Talk/relationships/3103906-So-worn-down-and-fed-up
Since then I've been trying to sort myself out, and find my path again. I've not achieved much, but one thing I have worked out is that I can't cope with my husband's drinking and bad temper any more.
We had a horrible weekend. He lost his temper on Friday night and called me names, didn't remember doing it on Saturday (because he was so drunk he was blacking out), and then he lost his temper with me again last night, although not so badly.
And then this morning he left without saying goodbye, and he locked my cat out of the house on purpose. We've only had her a few weeks, she's very timid, and she's been really ill, so this was an awful thing to do.
It felt like yet another last straw. I knew I'd have to talk with him this evening about curbing his 80 units a week drinking habit, and sorting himself out, but it was all too big for me to cope with. So I went to his parents, who have always encouraged me to talk to them and have told me they know he has a bad temper, and I told them everything. I asked them not to talk to him until he'd been home and I'd said my piece, and came home, to find my youngest in tears. Husband had phoned, said his parents had told him everything, and he was coming home.
So that meant he had a 45 minute drive to get himself into a lather.
He got home, and just ignored me. Went to find our son, told him that he's got to leave for a while, and left.
I phoned his parents to let them knowI'd said I wouldand his mother laid into me. Said that if anything happens to her boy, there'll be hell to pay. She said there'd be as much mud slinging as she could stir up. That if he crashed his car because he was so upset it would all be my fault, that I'd made everything up, and that she's never liked me. At that point I said that if she thought I'd lied I had nothing more to say to her, and hung up.
And now my son (who has been so much better since I started my last post) is in tears, and can't speak, and I don't know what's happening and I don't know what to do next.
I'm shaking. I can't believe he's gone.