H began texting me at about 10:30 last night and then he called me and we spoke until about 1AM
He had been drinking a lot. He said he began drinking at 6PM and had already consumed about 14 beers.
He said he loved me but he needed help. I asked him what kind of help and he said nobody could help him, just God. Then he asked what his children thought of him and I said that they love him. He said he does not belong over there, that you do not know what you have until it is gone. Then he asked why I still loved him, why would I ever want him back.
He said he wants to be home but he has messed up his life so bad.
He said he feels sorry for me because I have to go to work everyday and he said I was lucky that I was not like him.
It really was a bizarre conversation but that is what alcohol does to a person.
The Bomb: 08/05 H moves out: 06/2006 H moves back: 01/07 & Out again: 01/07 H moves back: 03/08 & Out again: 04/08 H moves back: 05/09 & Out again: 07/09 Divorced 08-12 Kids: 22, 20, 19
