Earlier tonight my husband asked me to bring a beer in from the garage for him. (I was going out there to get something.) I said okay and did it. I immediately knew I did not want to be a part of his drinking any more, in anyway. So, when I came in, and handed him his beer, I told him that I'd like it if he'd not ask me to get beer for him again. He huffed and puffed in that way where he is thinking that I am self-reighteous. I told him that even if he doesn't understand, I still need to ask it of him. He huffed again and walked away.
I need to be consistante and strong and resolved. I will not get sucked into a life of near-daily drinking again.
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