That’s so true ….. it really does change a person. We have now separated however he still lives here he went to a caravan for. A few days but then lockdown happened again and the site closed down, so he is here he has been out Friday and again Sunday and walked in at 8 this morning just using the house as a place to nap and eat the day after it’s so hard for me And the boys, I feel stuck he won’t get help, he says he will but never does he is so in denial I’m fearful I will find him dead or he will eventually hurt me as he can’t temper what he does when under influence of drink or drugs. It is scary. I have family to speak to which is good but they don’t fully understand and get frustrated about it all….but it’s hard we have a lot of history, it makes me sad now cos I know there is no going back, I’ve tried and it’s failed and things are getting worse, sometimes you can’t help people and walking away may help him or may cause him to fall further but I can’t be responsible for that…not to sound selfish I have to think about me and the boys x
I’m hoping he finds a new home soon I really don’t want to find him dead on the sofa…but it feels like that’s how things will end if he keeps going…he is spending copious amounts and was grey this morning when he eventually walked in and obv did not go to work again!