The man I dated last year is an alcoholic. The relationship failed for various reasons, and his drinking was certainly a big part of it.
There was not a day he did not drink at least something, there were episodes when he blacked out, challenged people to fight, destroyed his laptop, made a scene with me in a restaurant.
This man came back into my life a while ago. He showed me his sober side, made promises that the drinking had stopped, just the occasional beer and mimosa here and there. Had me believe him as he was just drinking non-alcoholic beer when I was around. Then he slipped back into a beer and a mimosa here and there, or maybe an Irish coffee. He seemed to handle it ok and so I put on my blinders and let it slide. I actually joined him with my glass of wine or beer or two or three. It started to become difficult to control myself around him.
One night we went out together and we both drank after we had promised ourselves just to stay for a little while and not to drink. He drove us back to my place - hell, it was just a couple of miles down the road, what could happen? He barely could drive straight and as I was sitting in his car I had anxiety, panic and anger at him and myself rise in my like I have never known it. It hit me full force how irresponsible and pathetic we both were. When we finally arrived at my house he came inside - barely able to walk straight, not coherent. I told him to crash on the couch to sleep it off and asked him to give me his keys. He wouldn't and got mad a me, storming out of the house, falling on the outside stairs, bruising his tailbone, driving home. He did not remember any of it the next day.
I sat him down, we talked, I shared with him how I was afraid that I was starting to go down the same path to addiction and that I was so ashamed and scared of my behavior that night that I was not going to drink anymore at all and was going to seek help if needed. I turned to AA and my pastor and was open with my friends that they needed to keep me honest about this. He shook my hand on it, that he would do the same and would support me 100%. He would turn in his membership card at the Legion, his hang out place which would always get him in trouble, would seek out help and stop.
A week after that, I met him for dinner. He smelled of alcohol. At dinner he had a beer. After that a Margarita, and he asked for another one but the bar had already closed at the restaurant. I sat there with my soda and watched.
The next day, a holiday, I was invited to friends for dinner and went with my DDs. He decided to go to the Legion, where he drank beer and shots, shared my private text messages with others and encouraged joined acquaintances to message me to encourage me to come and join. This, after 12 hours earlier he had told me he would stay away from the bars, would rent a movie and stay home. When I challenged him on why he was down there he texted me: 'I am not waiting around for you to be free, I am a the Legion with my friends, I am not drunk, I am just having fun.' In the meantime I had checked with the bar tender who is a friend and he confirmed that shots were being ordered....
So, I ended what had barely begun again right there. I feel an enormous amount of guilt for abandoning him upon the first glitch, but I am afraid I will end up in an endless cycle of a few weeks of sobriety and then a major relapse. I am afraid I will go down that path as well unless I extract myself from the situation.
He is texting me and leaving me voicemails, going back and forth between being angry with me and promising change. I have started to delete them without listening and am considering blocking him all together.
Please tell me I did the right thing.