So this will be pretty much the end of the journey.

He’s found his sobriety, (despite drinking last week, but the naltrexone takes away the craving and in drinking it doesn’t get the high he used to get) so he has his sobriety. The efforts I’ve put in to help him sustain and achieve sobriety have all been slapped in my face. I’ve emasculated him, I’ve not supported him, he’s resentful of me and has been unhappy for 2 years and wanted to leave. Now he’s found a younger woman who will do everything for him it’s time to leave.

This all came out at the counsellor and why I wanted to see his Psych because I knew then he couldn’t lie. She told me he’s been complaining about me from the time he started seeing her. His sobriety gave him a new lease on life and he wanted to be off doing things that I couldn’t do. Sure doesn’t sound like the man that lay on the bed for 20 hours a day and journey I’ve described in this journal. But hey he’s always been a good liar. I guess that has not changed. If he wanted to be off doing things it would have been wonderful if he’d got off his butt and done so, then I would not have had to have had the life sapped out of me trying to help him.

I can’t see any way back from this. I certainly won’t be pursuing him or helping him in any way at all ever again.