thank you. I get the say what you mean thing but at this point I feel like he can take his resentments and shove it. I have my own resentments. He’s the one that has to talk about alcohol all the time: drinking it, recovering from it, hiding it, buying it, drinking it, cleaning up after it...he’s all about alcohol. It’s a shame, inside and out. I get it, he says “I have a disease” oh boo freaking hoo, he’s had so much love, chances and support to deal with his “disease”. He just loves alcohol and to drink. Resentments, yeah I have them too. He’s a big fat lying baby who needs his bottle. And he will not take me down with his sinking pathetic “poor me” ship.