My Husband Is Dr. Jekyll And Mr. HydeI'm sitting in an apartment and my husband is living in my house. He's a drunk. We haven't even been married two years and have spent most of it apart. I knew he was a drinker when I first met him but I never knew it could be this bad. He's raped me twice and hurt me during drunken rages he doesn't remember a few times too. So I left him. He's at it again tonight. He accused me of sending two bikers over to the house to beat him up. I think he's lying about it but I don't know for sure. He lied about having cancer, I don't know why he'd hesitate to lie about someone trying to beat him up. But. When he's sober he's amazing. I love him, he's my best friend, I'm in love with him and want to spend my life with him. He's funny and he's smart and sweet and considerate and he still makes my knees weak when he kisses me. Is that worth the rest of the ****? It used to be. I'm not so sure anymore. I gave him an ultimatum today. Me or the booze. I think he's already chosen. And since my heart actually feels like it's been broken, I think he chose the booze. What does that say about me? I'm not worth the two days a week he spends obliviously drunk? Why can't he just stop? I don't understand.
T1366 46-50, F 3 Responses 0 Sep 1, 2012