And again. Background.

Yep, I'm back.  Just like a bad penny.  Just like the disease of alcoholism for many of us.

My last entry was nearly 2 years ago.  Since then, Al's been to detox (2x), rehab (28 days, in-patient), and had almost of year of wonderful, glorious sobriety (at least it was wonderful, glorious to me.  To him?  Not so much.)  He also had a marvelous sponsor.

Then it started again.  The drinking.  The lies.  The cover-ups.

And the separation.  That's only a couple days old.

At first, I was very comfortable with the decision.  Now, thinking about it brings me to tears.  I don't know if I'm making the right decision.

What might happen?  Before I can speculate, I need to tell you what has happened.  Al was sober from around August 1, 2015 until (I think) June-ish, 2016.  He started drinking, at times heavily, would quit (or try to) for awhile, then back again drinking.

In the meantime, I started a new phase of my career, leaving the business (for the most part) that we'd spent the past 3.5 years building.  That was planned:  get the business going, then I'd go back to my other career.

Last week, after I discovered that he had been drinking, he admitted it.  Then he dropped the bombshell:  He would continue to drink, he could be a responsible drinker, and all would be good.

Not.

I'm sick and devastated.