((paranoid that he's drinking or sneaking drinks))
As alcoholism progressed, mine was sneaking & hiding bottles, just not single drinks.
((I've been struggling with this and it's destroying me and my friendships. When I am out without AH I feel worried and on edge, knowing that him going out is going to result into him getting drunk. The thought of him drinking makes me sick to my stomach for some unknown reason))
As alcoholism progressed, "I" hid myself from friends and family. I got to the point that when we were with friends, I fell off my edge, my mouth would open up and say very mean things about his drinking, right in front of our friends. I didnt like that, it was not me, so it was much easier for me to stay home and hide his diesase..
Sick to my stomach, was only part of how it changed me. It changed my appearance, it changed my heart, my soul and it changed who I was and what I stood for in life!
YOUR NOT ALONE!!!