I found myself at restaurants... watching the people at the next table... counting how many drinks they've had. Madness.
Just my two cents on this:
He told me tonight that I hadn't made any progress on "this issue" (meaning his alcoholism), that I was still right where I started. I still wanted to control him. I still wanted him to be someone else.
This is a really painful comment to me. I'm working really hard.
Total manipulation. Don't you HATE it when they know exactly which buttons to push! Ignore it. You're doing great.