This is my first blog. I'm going to pretty much talk about my whole relationship. From the outside, to strangers anyway, it looks good. It looks normal and loving... but what's it really like to be with an alcoholic? It's as bad as it sounds. Worrying about when he's gonna decide to mess up again, not knowing if he's gonna go to jail. It's all there. All the horror stories about being with an alcoholic is a million percent true! They blame you... they make you feel like it's your fault and that your "attitude" is the reason! But on our good days he's so loving, he's so amazing! Why can't it always be like that? Why can't he always be sober? I used to blame myself... maybe if I stop telling him to stop, maybe if I stop getting mad and act perfect he'll change. It hasn't happened. It's never our choice... it's the alcoholics choice... I need to keep telling myself that. There's nothing I can do for him except pray and be supportive. I shouldn't feel guilty for his mistakes. I cry so much, I'm crying now because we got into a fight and someway the way he acts comes back to it being my fault. I'm the bitch, I'm the one with all the problems. I'm the one who forces alcohol down your throat right? No! I know there are people out there who can relate to me! Who know my pain... being in love with an alcoholic. Just know you're not alone. I'm going to be telling a lot of stories... true stories about how it is when it gets bad. Feeling like your losing hope and wasting time. The times when it's super far from perfect. There is good when it comes to being in love... but loving an alcoholic comes with a tons of more drama and pain, tears and sometimes insanity.