I’m pissed and upset. The husband came home drunk off his ass after a meeting and then going to a bar with his coworkers. I hate dealing with him when he’s drunk. Actually, there’s no dealing with him with his drunk ass. At this point, I’ll be happy if he passes out – which I think he has.

Everything’s wrong with that situation. He drove. He was with coworkers who, apparently, were all as drunk as he was so there was no one to be responsible enough to keep him from driving or do anything else stupid. He could’ve been hurt, he could’ve been incarcerated, he could’ve lost his fucking career. The only plus? I’m sober and aware enough that I’m not going to get into anything with him because it would not be productive. Oh, and he didn’t use our money to pay for his current state.

Ugh. This is all sorts of fucked up. What can I do? I guess next time this situation is possible, I’ll be driving his ass wherever. Fucking piece of shit.