This is my first teetering on the ledge moment since my 10 day sobriety. Fed up with my husband and how insanely unsupportive he is being through all this. I've been trying really hard to go outside of my comfort zone and try things that normally cause me a lot of anxiety, and instead of encouragement of how much progress (I think) I've made in the last 10 days... he keeps bringing up the fact that I've been weighing him down for years with all my problems and how I never stop.
I was going to go to a bar with him later because his friends band is playing, and although I was nervous to be in a bar for the first time since, but felt I had a handle on the situation and it would be a great step forward for me. But we got into a fight about how he can't handle my ******** anymore, and he stormed out... I'm sure I won't see him until tomorrow morning.
All I want to do is rush out to the liquor store because I know it's closing in about a half hour. I feel completely defeated.