Em has agreed with me in principle to at least stop spending money directly from the bank card: we have to review our bills together and if there is anything left then we will pull that as cash for spending. If there is no money, there is no spending.
Got my first unemployment check two days ago. Em grabbed the bank card and headed straight out to the liquor store.
This has been a particularly a difficult week. Actually, how this is different from prior recent weeks I couldn’t really say.
Anyway…I got fed up and exhausted and felt like it was entirely unfair that I’m doing all the abstinence stuff while he – a full fledged alcoholic – is running through massive quantities of alcohol every day. So I’ve been drinking off of his cider vodka in the evenings most of this week (one glass a night – about one can of cider combined with a nip shot of vodka), and he bought me a bottle of wine on Thursday night.
I drank one glass (5 oz) and he poured me a second, but couldn’t drink it; I asked him if it was okay for me to leave the poured glass on his workbench, since his shop is cool enough to preserve the wine. Left half a bottle and a heavy poured glass of red wine (8 oz) on his work bench.
Got home from a stressful job interview on Friday and wanted some of my wine: found about 3oz remaining in my glass and the bottle was empty.
I was feeling pretty sick – felt like the start of a flu – so he ran out to buy rum ($25) to make me a toddy. I had two measured shots of rum from the liter bottle; by the next morning, almost all the rum was gone from the bottle. Oh, and besides my wine, the prior day he had polished off a bottle ($37) of Jack Daniels. Plus a six pack every day ($9 x 7 = $63) and 6 vodka nips to go with that ($1.50ea x 6 = 9/day x 7 days = $63).
Meanwhile, we’ve received cancellation notices on our home owner’s insurance and car insurance, and I have started to get calls from creditors…god help me, I’ve allowed it to come to this.
He said something honest, though, last night. We have a friend, J, whom we helped through a difficult period with alcoholism. He said: “Well, now I understand what J was going through. It’s not easy. But I have to do this for you. I have to do this for our family.
“Actually, the truth is, I have to do this for me. I don’t like myself this way.”
Amen, Em.