Been away from this site for about a year, but more frustration piling up!
In the year since I've been on here, lots has happened. In April of last year, H decided (after many weeks of not going into work) that he needed to go into alcohol treatment. I knew something was up for weeks because he barely paid attention to me but would just joke about it. Then one Friday he calls me at work and tells me he's going into treatment. He gets called in to in about a week later. He's there for 2 weeks. Comes home and immediately feels better about everything. Needless to say, this did nothign to curb his drinking.