Thanks again, and yes I do know I am insane. I am a mess!! And I do love him, sometimes I wish I didn't. It is during crisis time that I mess up, I don't know how to handle it. I can't put all of the good things I learn into action. Right now he is putting a guilt trip on me that I am not at his house. All he had to do was tell me politely that he wants me there instead of blaming me and saying I am never there when he needs me.
He can't do it. He can't ever admit when he is being hurtful. I have started all of my responses to his txt msgs with one word "Quack". He knows what I mean, he quacks all the time and I call him out on it. Quack Quack. At least something makes me smile. I really did think the quacking would stop when he stopped drinking. I guess it isn't true recovery after all.