AKGal, I am away and look what I come back to. This is wonderful, congrats on throwing away the papers.
I would definitely ask about him bringing the beer home. Theoretically, it would be nice just to have resolve and ignore it. Coming from a family of alcoholics, I know that is not always possible. I saw my aunt fall off the wagon too many times just because she just wanted to have "one" with my uncle, who continued to drink.
Guess what? I held her hand as she cried on the bed, with blood pouring out of everywhere. Screaming, "Please, God, don't let me die. I promise, I will stop now." And, alternatively, telling me how they were going to give her a liver transplant. I was 12. I never forgot the pain as she finally realized with terror in her eyes that her body had just shut down and wasn't working anymore. That there would be no transplant, and that I was holding her hand to say goodbye as the doctor slipped the needle filled with morphine into her and she drifted off into sleep for the last time.
No, please, don't risk falling off the wagon. If you are strong enough, that's fine. Please, take care of you. We care about you.
