I can honestly tell you when he had his last spell of shiteness he bestowed upon himself and us, I snap shot every message, that I and only I only posted as I wanted him to know how I felt, and he never once mentioned anything I said afterwards. He’s annoyed I’m talking to people on here and says that I have friends that I can talk to so don’t need to do it, it’s untrustworthy and you could track down where I am and who I am – not just you, the lovely lady I was speaking to in November, the sex doesn’t matter as they could be lying!
Truth is if I speak to my friend as I was this evening that he has met many times, while he was on an zoom call for AA, he doesn’t like that either. It’s the disease of addiction I suppose.
Being furloughed must have been a blessing in so many ways with what you are going through as it’s exhausting, but what has kept me going is I have to get up for work and carry on regardless, it’s a double edged sword really and definitely no winning for us. Tired, have to keep moving, shattered and don’t know how to, somehow we just do. X