Ron wasn't verbally abusive, just demanding, last night.
As a result I imagine I was far less shrill than I am on other occasions. As a result of that, Ron has been far more remorseful and even made a big production out of pouring the vodka down the drain.
He tried to get me to do it, but I told him "You have to do it". He did.
Anyway, everytime he beat himself up, or expressed remorse/disgust for his actions, I reminded him "You're better than this. This isn't you. It doesn't have to be you. This only happens when you drink."
Ron even asked me why I believe he drinks; I shared my depression theory "But you can't drink while taking antidepressants".
He didn't like that much. But I did plant the idea. "Just go see my doc, talk for a while, he'll decide if you need anything. You know he's good, look what he did for me!"
He's thinking.
I think it could be very good.
However, as of now, Vodka is the villan. He just needs to avoid vodka and he'll be fine.
I don't remind him he had a blackout on light beer, one time. I lost my temper and smashed all the bottles in the garage. That was pre-blog.
Anyway, I keep reminding him "You're better than this" because I really feel that's the message God wants me to convey.
I just pray I get some sleep tonight.
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