Originally Posted by
Summer2008 
I've watched him stumble around all weekend, fall asleep before dark and sleep till 9 or so the next morning and repeat his actions from the day before.
Where I go from here, I dunno. One minute, one step at a time right?????
I've watched this same scenario every weekend, holiday or not, for over four years. I finally decided I did not have to watch it any longer. I worked Saturday and yesterday. I went to church TWICE. I used to practically live in a bookstore.
Perhaps instead of watching him stagger around in a drunken stupor, you could find an Al-anon meeting. You mentioned you two don't live together. So why do you think you don't know what to do?
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