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Friday night I went to visit Colin and Zoe again with my boyfriend. Had a nice catch up with Zoe over a few drinks whilst the boys played Boomblox on the wii. My boyfriend passed out like always on the couch when we got home from drinking too much beer. I didn't mind as it would have taken a lot of effort getting him up the stairs to bed.
Saturday we spent ages tidying up and chatting between ourselves. I admitted to him I owned up to my Mum that we are trying for a kid. This was meant to be a massive secret between us, but as I am 2 weeks late, I took a test and it was negative, I am stressing now and thinking there is something wrong with me and I had to tell someone. Luckily, he didn't mind. It was nice us just talking like always whilst sitting in the garden and enjoying the nice weather. I then went to get ready as we were going out for Vicky'd birthday and we were already running late. By the time I'd got ready, he was quite drunk from drinking vodka redbulls and I didn't think it wise to leave him on his own. Big mistake. By the time we'd gotten to Sutton, he was arguing with himself and seriously upsetting my friends. We were an hour late getting there and then left within an hour of getting there. On the way home he tried to start a fight on a fence and then scared me by throwing stuff across the room and telling me that I'm always having a go at him. I managed to calm him down and again he passed out on the couch.
Yesterday morning he had golf and woke me up to say sorry. I made him promise never to get in that state again as he'd scared and worried me by throwing things. He said ok but to make sure he meant it, I was quiet with him the rest of the day. Even when we got to his grandparents, we hardly spoke. After 12 hours of this, he finally asked what was bugging me, whilst drinking more vodka. With another hour, he was drunk again, talking to himself and telling me I was nagging at him. I told him I was scared so he then kicked the patio table at the wall. I managed to get him to bed and sent him a text message saying I didn't mind him drinking, but everytime he's had vodka (3 times whilst with me in a year) he's become miserable and spiteful and I couldn't watch him do it to himself. I was worried about him hurting himself too as he thinks hes invincible.
This morning I got up to see him tipping the vodka down the sink. He looked as though he'd been crying. I asked him what was up and he hugged me saying he was sorry and he really wouldn't be drinking it again. I knew he meant it because he cried. He only cries when he fully realises the damage he causes or could have caused.
I told him I forgave him and that again I don't mind him drinking, just as long as he stays off vodka, doesn't get paraletic and always eats food first.
I have come to work and Vicky is less than impressed with him and although she was right to be mad at him for his behaviour, she has said she never wants to see him again. She has only seen him like that once and everyone makes mistakes. If I have to choose between him and her, I choose him and I will always defend him no matter what. It's what you do when you're in love.
We're having more probs with our landlord right now. On friday she said I am not allowed to babysit kids in the house or have them visit and said it's in the tenancy agreement - which it isn't. It's like she will moan at everything we do just for the sake of it. |
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Posted by southernsun on 2008-07-28 07:57:50 | Rating: | Views: 28
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