I had it.. told him I needed to let him go... very painful since despite the horrid picture I am presenting, there were times, many of them, that were filled with love, fun and friendship....so passionate and so real...yet he was an abusive alcoholic... and yet I mourn the loss...
What is wrong with me? I am a professional, have great teenagers, very functional... very successful in my life in so many ways....yet, this is so hard...can anyone else relate? I know the term codependency... and yes, i fit the term... so, I am working thru this in therapy, but i still mourn...
good luck and remember things always get worse before they get better ;-)
I have just ended a 14 month long relationship with a functioning alcoholic and within a few days he had another woman in tow. I'm 48 years old and this guy was younger than me, not that that was a problem, his drinking was. He used to drink a full bottle of scotch every night , sometimes more if he could get it, I threw him out I don't know how many times during the 14 months but always took him back, even after having to call the police on one occasion. I, like most of the other posters here, was subjected to the verbal and emotional abuse and towards the end of the relationship the threats of physical violence. This, I think was the "straw that broke the camels back". I wasn't going to wait around to be seriously injured or worse. He used to sit up till 3 and 4am drinking (he didn't start worK till the middle of the day) and even if I went to bed to try and get away from him, he would come in and out of the bedroom, either being a general nuisance, talking s... Or being abusive or threatening towards me. He would start drinking the moment he got home from work (7pm) and continue until the early hours, to the point he could barely walk or talk, dribbling into his food, falling over things and generally disturbing everyone in the house. Weekends it was nothing for him to start drinking at 9am. I finally found the strength to get rid of him for the last time, I put his clothes etc outside and messaged him to come and get them while I was at work, which he did. I have no regrets about ending it, I had to for my own sanity, health and well being. I begged and pleaded with him to get help, offering to support him if he decided to seek professional help., all to no avail. I even told him when I split up with him that if he ever decided to turn his life around, come see me, but instead he picked up with the first woman he could find. That's the only thing that hurt me, to think that I went to hell and back for him, always forgave him and took him back after he did and said awful things to me and it's just as though it meant nothing to him.. I have needed some counselling to get over the pain of that, but am on my way up now, and I will never ever take his sorry ass back. I'm also doing better financially cause I was supporting him and running the house with very little help from him, I feel used. My advice to anyone who finds them self in a relationship with an alcoholic is to get out and get out now, it will just get worse if they dont want to get help and you will end up so far down that it's very difficult to get up. Not only do you have to put up with the actual drinking, , alcoholics are so self absorbed they have no idea how to have a relationship, it's all one sided with the partner of the alcoholic doing all the giving.