Yeah, he's failing all right. Pup made me remember he's an addict earlier and I've been feeling pretty much better since then.
I recall my xBF who was a drug addict once holding me hostage in the midst of his high. He had me in a room and physically held me down whenever I tried to leave. I just waited for him to pass out. He actually finally had to go pee and somehow didn't connect that I would get up and leave. It was weird, but H is reminding me of this behavior. The other thing xBF would frequently do is threaten suicide and then try to get me to come over. I would often not respond unless it sounded from his voice like he had really taken something. Then I would send an ambulance but not go over. I'm not a drama queen, I can't stand it. Hope H doesn't start pulling that crap on me when/if he goes through withdrawal.
Anyway, I'm going to work from home for the rest of the night. I need to sleep soon, it's 8:30 and I'm getting nothing done, can't concentrate. DSD called to say H took off - probably went to the apartment where he left the back door unlocked (I locked it since then) - come to think of it, perhaps I'll go get my work clothes and then go stay with MIL tonight. LOL.
Nah, he's probably meeting OW - Monday was one of their nights to "picnic" together. (which consisted of sitting on the wood floors of our empty apartment, drinking beer/alcohol, eating take out that she paid for and having sex - pretty classy)
