So, my hubby has been moved out for a month and a half and what a difference it's made. There is peace in our home once again! He's had 2 slip ups (drinking) since he's been out - I only found out b/c my sister happened to be out one of the nights he went out. But thankfully it hasn't been hard on us. I need help with my co-dependency... he screwed up and I bailed him out... I know it's not going to help him if I help him or bail him out all the time, but I don't want him to go hungry or homeless, I love him afterall.
He's starting to see the grass isn't greener on the otherside and that he had it pretty good when he was with me. He's gone back to his meetings (which he stopped going) as well as his counsellor. He's got another appt with his pdoc in a couple weeks for med review, but so far he seems pretty stable and grounded... don't get me wrong, his immaturity level hasn't come up MUCH - but it's improved and at least he knows what he wants and is trying to reach it. He's having a hard time finding a job in this economy which doesn't help his finances. We're both struggling financially but are still determined to make things work.
I'm glad we did this. We needed it - it really gave us a new perspective on things and helped us realize what we each want out of this.
I'm at a crossroad.
I don't know if I want this roller coaster for the rest of my life. But i'm torn with my views on marriage and divorce vs. my want to be happy and live a normal life with a "normal" man.
I know it's a decision only I can make, but I don't have to make it today so i'll keep plugging away at this for now and hope that things get better.
Life is either a daring adventure... or nothing