So yesterday was day 6 and the challenge of a Friday night. My other half has been away since Monday morning working in Scotland, he was due home at 2 pm, 3 at the latest. By 5 I begin to worry that he may have had an accident, by 7 I know he has gone straight to the pub. When he came home at 9 absolutely wasted I was
fuming inside, on the outside I stayed calm and stayed away from the wine!
By 11.30 am he has gone back to the pub to meet his dead beat, cocaine sniffing friends, god knows what time he will come home and what state he will be in. My first weekend without drink, wouldn't you think he would show some support as he hates it when I drink?
So here I am, left alone again with two kids, no money to do anything and a bitter taste in my mouth, as he drinks away our money.
Anyway, this just makes me more determined to succeed and hopefully he may see he has a bigger problem than I ever had. If not, who knows, but I am strong and will stay this way!
