I really just can’t stand being married to him anymore.
Last week he was let go from a 30-day job assignment. He was told he was too slow. He confessed to me that he IS too slow and that he messes up a lot. He also called off one Monday because he was hung over. I think he’s losing brain function from so many years of abusing his body with alcohol.
So, he decided to do it up with the drinking. I just tried to live around it. I went to work and came home and my friend came over one night. One morning though, he was asking me for money and I was stupidly trying to reason with him to stop. He started slamming doors, yelling and knocked over a lamp and my vacuum cleaner. The lamp no longer works thanks to him.
So the next day I had plans to go to the zoo with my mom, brother and a friend visiting from Alaska. He decided to stop drinking that morning. While I was gone he was violently ill and could not keep anything down. When I got home late that afternoon, I stupidly took mercy on him. I bought him Glucerna, ginger ale, etc and sat with him all night. He told me he wasn’t going to ever go through this again. I’m sure…
So he eventually started feeling better and just turning into his grouchy, bitter, angry, hateful self. He snaps at me constantly and always, and I mean always – has a scowl on his face. I do nothing right.
Have I mentioned we haven’t had sex in over a year?
So tonight I got home from work close to ten. We stopped over at my friends house because she is selling me a receiver. Anyway he was fine there. We left and had to go out of our way a bit because our town had a festival tonight and they always close down main street. We were only a couple blocks from home and I can’t remember what we were talking about, but he mentioned that he wishes he would just die. I told him not to say that shit to me and then I got shouted at about how miserable his life is, and he can’t sleep and he’s always sick and blah fucking blah about HIM and poor HIM. Well I’m fucking sick of it. I know I do a lot of bitching on this blog, but in real life I smile, and have friends and I even laugh. But I can’t take this negativity any longer. Enough is enough.
The Alcoholic Marriage 