Last night W shows up 1 1/2 hours late from work drunk off her a**. So much for marriage class at the church. Sounds like something I would pull. I was not happy. In her drunken state her story change 4 times where she was. I got the I'm sorry I Love you just hold me. I gave out the just give me space, she isn't a good DB'er drunk. Hugging, Kissing, wanting to cuddle. I understand more now about giving space. I just wanted her off of me. Then we move to the puking and crying stage in the crazy world. Thru my anger comes love, so I hold her hair while she is puking and clean up the puke afterwords and I'm not nearly as mad. She starts telling me how bad I hurt her before she moved out and how I don't love her and how she is lonely. I'm hugging her the whole time about 30 minutes. Then she passes out. What do I find next? Text message from same OM from work saying "Thanks". Time to wake up the drunk. I am pi**ed. Continued to drill her about her whereabouts and who she was with? Her story has been the same for hours. FF from work and 2 big beers and 1 Long Island Iced Tea. She doesn't drink much and the 1 LIIT did her in because she just doesn't understand the 4 white liquors in a LIIT. So I figure this is 8 drinks in my W in an hour. No wonder she is puking. I'm still pi**ed and shaking telling her she has broken my trust for the last time. She tells me that OM called about some job in a nearby town and she helped him. She doesn't know I checked her text messages. This would explain the Thanks. I still didn't want her to touch me - Crying, begging, pleading at one point she start answering every question I asked her with I LOVE YOU H. She will not leave me alone to have some space to digest this night. She had me pretty conviced that she wasn't doing anything that wrong or out with OM. She was voicing her concern about being so scared of losing me and she was feeling sorry for herself and drank to much. Makes sense, I've done that before. She did offer to quit her job today, if I wanted her 2. She was very hurt by the fight on my B-DAY
This morning the phone calls start - I LOVE YOU I'm so sorry do you forgive me? I can't find my purse or cell phone? I told her I don't know where your purse is but your cell phone is in your car with a text message from OM.
Calls back 5 minutes later and says "I swear I wasn't with yesterday and the Thanks must be for helping him out with work." On some level I believe her. Am I stupid?
