Thank you! Thank you!
So we got through this first crisis. We spent tonight talking, and I got answers to the questions I had, I understand a lot more, and I no longer feel so angry. I gave back the 3 remaining Xanax, but not until I voiced my opinion on how taking more than the prescribed dose to the point of incoherence is any different from drinking. At least his doctor made it clear this was a one-time-only prescription. No one has commented on the Xanax, is it a taboo subject? I'm sorry if it is, I am too grateful to you to ever wish to do that.
I too hope that he will look into AA. He's talking about a spiritual calling and it's so obvious that he could find what he's looking for by coming to meetings and working the program. The social anxiety is probably what will stop him; he can't even eat a meal in a restaurant with me. It's going to be interesting to see if that is remedied by not drinking. He wasn't nearly so bad when we first met. He was considering law school two years ago, who knows where he could go if he fights this.
I do make time to do things with my friends, without him, and it's not usually an issue. I think he felt that if I stepped out this time it would signal the end, he admitted to feeling guilty for how he's behaved this week, and apologized. And we have become joined at the hip, but it's always been the friendship we've treasured more than any other component.
I love that word; accountability! That and responsibility. Funny to me how two ideas that seemed like shackles when I was younger were actually the path to freedom. When you've lived a full good day and done all that you should, you don't have to answer to anyone, ultimately. It's when you think you don't *have* to answer to anyone that you need to be checking yourself.
I always want to know why someone stays with someone with problems like this. In my case, it was because he came along right after my (now ex-) husband disappeared after he'd put $10k on a company credit card and was facing possible criminal charges, I just found out our house was in foreclosure, and the gas got turned off. We'd been separated for the previous year but he'd been saying he was coming back and was still paying all of my bills. I was agoraphobic,myself, and rarely left the house. I met my BF in the middle of all this and while he was cautious and kept a safe (and sane, IMO) amount of distance, and didn't give me the easy way out by just giving me the money to bail me out, he was still there for me through it all as I re-built my life. He was MY accountability, always challenging me when I felt like giving up, and I don't think I could have done it without him, and doing it in a way that helped me earn back my self-respect. How do you thank someone for that?
I'm going to talk to my brother who is an NA sponsor this weekend. He and my BF aren't close, they're vastly different, but I'm hoping we can figure out who would be a good match for him to talk to among his NA/AA friends (he knows everybody, apparently), and try to find an AlAnon meeting that fits my crazy work schedule. I want the name and number of someone on hand in case he has an epiphany, and I want him to envy my serenity and strength that will invariably come from the meetings. Isn't that what someone meant by saying that you can make the horse thirsty?
I've uncorked quite a bottle tonight, my apologies! Even if no one read this, it would still be such a relief to get it all out. Thanks again, from the bottom of my heart.
Lastly, to kimmy: the only way you could've put anyone through any kind of hell was because they loved you, which makes you loveable. That's a warm soft feeling to carry around. I hope you do!
MsB