Desperate House Juggler

It felt like a divorce

I saw my husband for the first time in one week after the big drama. I had already told him through the phone that right now I can’t live with him, that I need at least a month so I can figure out why I let things come this far and that I expect him to seek help with alcoholism and drug addiction. He wasn’t happy about my decision but there is nothing he can do about it. We were supposed to move this week to another city with his parents but so far, only him is moving. I definately need to see that at least he starts an effort to get better. However I am afraid that he hasn’t made his mind about alcohol and weed. I have to wait and see. 

During the visit everything was OK, he had taken his meds but as his parents were around we did not have the chance to talk. 

When he left it did feel like a divorce since I know that we are going to talk on the phone and over the internet but I don’t know when I am going to see him again. 

To be sincere, I miss him a lot but I remeber that awful night and it gives me strength to do what’s best for me and my daughter.