Last night (Saturday) I decided to tell my wife I have been drinking. Of course the first mistake with this is that I had redbull on my breath which immediately made her assume that was the alcohol - of course I had consumed alcohol earlier that day as well. Getting a word in edgewise through-out the night was next to impossible. The amount of vitriol that flowed from her was actually shocking, I really think Ive gone and done it this time. Ive somehow managed to kill her love for me, with one sentence and months of drinking. The trust is broken and in many ways her reaction is as though Ive cheated on her, and if I have to be honest with myself I have. Ive been cheating with the booze.
I believe I may have just cost myself my marriage. Is this what rock bottom feels like? Is this the price of sobriety?
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