L for Lover over here. I thought I was hiding it better than I was. But how well can someone who's first daily drink is at 730am really hide anything? He confronted me about it (he found some empty vodka bottles I had not hidden so well or forgotten to dispose of) and I have never seen him afraid like that. He was afraid for me, my health, our future, but mostly he was afraid *of* me. Of how I would react to him even bringing it up. I saw in an instant that he had been tip toeing around me for years and my heart broke. I stopped.