I imagined once we married and had kids, that we would adjust that behavior and become responsible. He never intended to. When I insisted, he just moved his drinking to the basement at home and drank alone instead of with clients or buddies.
I got my wonderful kids out of the 20 years of alcoholic marriage. I can't regret my choices because of my kids. But I would never, ever, ever advice anyone to marry an alcoholic and "see how it goes"... the pain, the descent into hell, the abuse... nobody needs that. Nobody deserves that.
My life too, in a nutshell.
If he ever relapses again he will be picking his sh!t up off the street no round two's and I remind him of that every once in awhile.
^ I am loving this.
just for reinforcement - unless you have decided to sentence your self to life of hell that you cannot fathom move along.
Seriously, allieclaire. You dodged a hell of a bullet. Rejoice.