As I mentioned in previous posts, we’re hardly speaking right now. About 3 weeks ago, I called him and texted just to say hi. He eventually texted back and was obviously intoxicated. He told me to stop harassing him and that if I knew what love was about I would realize that. Huh??? I didn’t respond and haven’t reached out at all. Of course it hurt.
Yesterday he texted and said he owed me a huge apology and admitted that he was drinking. He said he didn’t mean what he said, he’s very sorry and he’s trying again to get sober, and that he missed me and loved me. He didn’t ask for anything.
The first relief is he’s alive. We’ve been down this road many times. I told him I’m cheering him on with prayer and love and that was it. I have to hold my heart. This is the crazy train that we live….