I don't have many friends because my life doesn't allow me to, so I have to let this all out here, my only social network. Sorry it's so long.
The title gives you the gist of my story....
My partner and I have been together for nearly four years, we have a two year old son. He has always drank alot but said he would cut down when I got pregnant. He didn't. He also said he would keep it to weekends when our son was asleep, but he didn't do that either. Things have got worse in the last nine months, and the police and social services have been involved.
He isn't the sort of alcoholic that drinks everyday, maybe 2 or 3 times a week. But when he does drink, he cannot stop. He will drink until he passes out or until there is no money left for more, or even until it has gotten so late that he cannot buy any from near by. The most he has had in one night is 18cans of lager, half a bottle of wine and a large bottle of WKD (Vodka alcopop)
Social Services have closed all three referals that have come their way after meeting with me.
The first referal was because my partner was found drunk and in charge of my child. I try not to let my partner be alone with him, and on this particular day I was suposed to meet him after I had finished work. His brother and sister had been with the two of them all day playing football in the field. They knew he had alcohol and money on him but left to go home before he met me. He disappeared. I spent 3 hours out in my car looking for him and my son, going to usual pubs. My mum and dad also went out in their cars, and so did his mum. My dad followed a police car and found Andy (my partner) unconcious on the floor with my son in the pushchair next to him. A concerned member of the public had called the police and ambulance. Jacob was luckily okay, but when Andy woke up he was arrested. I got there soon after my dad. I threw him out after this incedent, but his cow of a mother sent all his stuff back up to my house 3 days later saying I was being cruel and that Andy promised to change. (None of his family believed how bad he had goten, and his mum has never accepted me) She was telling me it was HIS home - despite the fact that it is all in my name. Me and her had a HUGE row, about how she doesn't understand but she kept saying I was overreacting.
The second referal was when Andy slit his wrists. The police got mixed up relaying the story and ended up saying that Jacob saw it all but he hadn't because we were going to stay at my mums because Andy was drunk, and I came up to my house to get some stuff with her, leaving Jacob with my Dad.
The third referal was when I called the police because he was harassing me, and pounding on my front door. I never let him in but the police let social services know anyway.
Since the first incident, my mum has taken care of Jacob while I have been at work on a Sunday, and I am in the process of changing my hours at work. (Andy works the same weekdays that I do but doesn't work weekends) His family still don't understand and call me a liar. I just think they don't want to admit that he is as bad as he is. (Andys dad was an alcoholic and his mum let it go on or 16years, which hasn't helped Andy. He died in 2002.)
I am scared that something else will happen. He has moved out now but keeps trying to guilt me into having him back again. I finding it really hard. He is the nicest, most loving guy in the world when he hasn't had a drink, and he doesn't drink everyday.
The title gives you the gist of my story....
My partner and I have been together for nearly four years, we have a two year old son. He has always drank alot but said he would cut down when I got pregnant. He didn't. He also said he would keep it to weekends when our son was asleep, but he didn't do that either. Things have got worse in the last nine months, and the police and social services have been involved.
He isn't the sort of alcoholic that drinks everyday, maybe 2 or 3 times a week. But when he does drink, he cannot stop. He will drink until he passes out or until there is no money left for more, or even until it has gotten so late that he cannot buy any from near by. The most he has had in one night is 18cans of lager, half a bottle of wine and a large bottle of WKD (Vodka alcopop)
Social Services have closed all three referals that have come their way after meeting with me.
The first referal was because my partner was found drunk and in charge of my child. I try not to let my partner be alone with him, and on this particular day I was suposed to meet him after I had finished work. His brother and sister had been with the two of them all day playing football in the field. They knew he had alcohol and money on him but left to go home before he met me. He disappeared. I spent 3 hours out in my car looking for him and my son, going to usual pubs. My mum and dad also went out in their cars, and so did his mum. My dad followed a police car and found Andy (my partner) unconcious on the floor with my son in the pushchair next to him. A concerned member of the public had called the police and ambulance. Jacob was luckily okay, but when Andy woke up he was arrested. I got there soon after my dad. I threw him out after this incedent, but his cow of a mother sent all his stuff back up to my house 3 days later saying I was being cruel and that Andy promised to change. (None of his family believed how bad he had goten, and his mum has never accepted me) She was telling me it was HIS home - despite the fact that it is all in my name. Me and her had a HUGE row, about how she doesn't understand but she kept saying I was overreacting.
The second referal was when Andy slit his wrists. The police got mixed up relaying the story and ended up saying that Jacob saw it all but he hadn't because we were going to stay at my mums because Andy was drunk, and I came up to my house to get some stuff with her, leaving Jacob with my Dad.
The third referal was when I called the police because he was harassing me, and pounding on my front door. I never let him in but the police let social services know anyway.
Since the first incident, my mum has taken care of Jacob while I have been at work on a Sunday, and I am in the process of changing my hours at work. (Andy works the same weekdays that I do but doesn't work weekends) His family still don't understand and call me a liar. I just think they don't want to admit that he is as bad as he is. (Andys dad was an alcoholic and his mum let it go on or 16years, which hasn't helped Andy. He died in 2002.)
I am scared that something else will happen. He has moved out now but keeps trying to guilt me into having him back again. I finding it really hard. He is the nicest, most loving guy in the world when he hasn't had a drink, and he doesn't drink everyday.