He was doing good for a few weeks, smoking weed kept him from drinking.. But he lost his house and had to move into my parents' place. We're adults so you can imagine this is very embarrassing, especially to a prideful man.

Anyways, they don't want weed in the house and he doesn't wanna smoke outside so he went back to drinking. He was part of a staff party last night (also, he works at a bar) and got shitfaced, could not walk, took me half an hour to get him out of the car, fell into the lawn, fell into a bush, wanted to sleep in the bathroom, just having a good ole emotional drunk time (just kidding, it was terrible).

Took me around 2 hours to finally get him in bed. It's so sickening. It truly disgusts me. Any other time he is fucking Superman, for real. But when he drinks, it's that Jekyll and Hyde shit. Shit Man takes over. Then this morning he's all, "You should've left me on the grass, it's what I deserve." And I had nothing to say