No more cleaning up mountains of beer cans in the garage
No more worrying about if he will embarrass me when he shows up somewhere that I am
No more worrying about what he will be doing when I get home
No more worrying about him driving around drunk
No more feeling that unbearable cringe in my stomach when he shows up drunk, or calls drunk, or is drunk around other people
No more worrying about how much of my money he has drained
No more worrying he will get fired AGAIN
No more worrying if he will find another job
No more pretending that life is normal and that we can be happy if he would just stop