Another trash digger here. And a bottle/can/glass counter too. Pathetic. That is WHAT that is. And not only was I searching for drink counts I've been known to tear the house apart looking for a crack pipe. And I found it too by gosh!
That is when I knew...I knew that it would NEVER work. Makes me sick now to think about how low I went to prove to him that I knew what he was doing. And he STILL DENIED IT.
I know that I could never live with an alcoholic again. I'm too old to babysit my significant other. I've got better things to do with myself.
Strength and peace to you.