i can relate, hopeful.
after awhile, it wasn't the drunk that i couldn't live with, it was the man himself.
i got tired of having to:
1. wash the kitchen floor after he cooked;
2. his waste: he would throw out food, throw away dirty socks, etc.
3. the constant cup of tea: he drank tea as obsessively as he drank. middle of the night, cup of tea.
4. the insomnia: kept me up all hours and then woke me early.
5.the lack of maintenance: our car, our bikes, our house...none of it was maintained and if i tried to maintain them, the £10 was always fought over because it meant 3 pints to him.
6. the depression and boredom: bored, bored, bored. didn't read, didn't have hobbies, didn't want to go for a hike, didn't want to go for a swim, didn't want to play tennis, etc.
obviously, i'm not talking about the drunken rage, the lies, the cheating. but when it got down to issues of co-habitating, it wasn't going on. just wanted him gone so that i could sleep and cook healthy food that didn't have lard in it.
sorry about the rant. just saying, i understand.
naive