For Pete's sake; my Codie relapse
My son and I are out of town, 2 hours from home, at a tennis tournament. AH is home alone with the dog. He's been back at the serious binging, no surprises there. What did surprise me was my freak out yesterday mentally when I hadn't heard from him in almost 22 hours. No response to texts or calls, etc.
I know the facts, I know his patterns, I figured his phone was off because he was sleeping off the binge. My mind wanted to go elsewhere and did so with wild abandon. The what if' splayed over and over in my head like a tape and I finally broke down and called a neighbor to check on him. Ugh!!! So, now he's mad at me for this, but I'm way past caring. I'm more ticked that I let my mind get the better of me.