By Honey on Jul 28, 2009 in Life | comments(10)
My last post got so many comments that I thought it would be easier to address them in another post. I want to say that I appreciate everyone’s concern and support – just don’t be offended that I’m not taking any of your advice.
Yes, the BF’s had a pretty shitty pattern of drinking lately. Remember, last year his pattern was to not eat or drink, which is how he got his kidney stone. Personally, I think that a kidney stone is a way worse health consequence than being hung over, and the fact that last week was almost one year to the day as the kidney stone just goes to show how specific his stress is to the summertime. He hasn’t had any alcohol since, so we’re both monitoring the situation and going from there.
By Honey on Jul 24, 2009 in Featured, Relationships | comments(25)
I am not in a very good place right now. Every summer, the BF’s supervisor takes a month-long vacation (must be nice) leaving the BF all his normal work plus all his supervisor’s work for that month. Even though summer is the slowest time in his office, then, he’s always stressed out and overworked. He has yet to find a constructive way to deal with this.
Last year, it was kidney stones. This year, it has been binge drinking.
And then Wednesday night I caught him embracing another woman. Here’s how it went down (times are approximate): Continued
By Honey on Jun 10, 2008 in Health | comments(3)
The BF has been overworked lately–lots of projects due, it’s his first year at the company so he’s everyone’s bitch, etc. He had recently apologized for this and vowed to spend the weekend relaxing with me, especially after he came home at 8:30 p.m. on Thursday and fell straight asleep (I had been walking the dog, usually his job, for several days). Unfortunately, it was not to be.
Friday he came home, again after 8 p.m., and fell asleep. He woke up much later and we walked the dog together, but by then it was after midnight and I was ready for bed (he’s an insomniac normally so with his nap he was wide awake). I was getting irritated because this was the second night in a row I’d been watching tv by myself downstairs (thanks to no friends in New City) while he slept, and then going to bed alone (no sex!) while he watched tv till the early hours.
Then he woke me up at 5:30 a.m. Saturday morning and asked me to take him to the Emergency Room. Continued