My darling DH would cheerfully give up a limb of my choice if it would make me happy...I'm verylucky.
But when I gave up alcohol, it made him...nervous...not least because he drinks more than he should anyway and because he couldn't quite shift gears. It used to be a nice treat for me if he brought home a pricey bottle of the white wine I loved, but then it wasn't. Confusing and threatening for him.
So mostly I haven't said a word about it to him in the over five months, which has meant that I'm going it alone, too. Thank heavens for SR.
In the end, as you said, it's on us.