I feel like I don't have freedom anymore. However, I can picture myself living on my own, and being very happy...I see myself getting back to the person I once was, not such a homebody. I am still so mad at him for last night. When he woke up, I was right next to him, and the bottle of vodka on the night stand. I left the room for a second and when I returned it was gone. He was wondering why I wasn't really talking to him and being short with my answers for the rest of the night, when I told him, it was because of what I found. And you know what he did?! HE DENIED IT! I told him I found it in his sock; he saw me sitting there with him and the bottle, and he still denied it!
What the hell!?
I tried talking to his dad tonight, and he just says that it's my issue that I have to deal with. His reasoning is that I have the 'power of love' on my side that nobody else has.....so I asked..."what about you then? you have the power of love of the family", and he just stayed quiet.....
How frustrating