Just wanted to vent about what led up to me quitting alcohol. I’m sure I’m not alone in this scenario. A guy I was dating since October of 2019 (flirting since August), I was really into him and was hoping he was going to be a new meaningful relationship. We had a lot in common, he was a talented musician. We met through mutuals on Facebook. Things ended in a fight in February, after a night of drinking at one of his gigs. I don’t even remember what set it off, but I ended up driving home drunk, 70 miles away. I felt awful the next day and immediately messaged him my profuse apologies, telling him I need to stop drinking, telling him I loved him. I wanted to take responsibility for my part in what happened. I begged for him to tell me what we had argued about. All day, I did that. I didn’t try to call because why should I if he wasn’t replying to my messages? So, I never heard from him again. It broke my heart and I vowed to quit drinking.
Retrospectively, this relationship was rife with problems from the start. I think that final night I had reacted to a provocation. I’m a belligerent drunk. As I mulled over it, working through the pain, I arrived at the conclusion this guy was a covert narcissist. So many red flags I ignored. Key ones are as follows:
*Before we even had met, he had given me the first silent treatment after finding out I had went on a date (someone it turned out I was not attracted to at all).
*He would always leave me hanging with messaging. Long periods of not responding. I knew he was always on his phone and had a female friend he was in touch with. He swore to me he was not into her because she was not pretty.
*I used to drive out to be with him every weekend. He never came to visit me.
He was pretty passive/aggressive, got mad when I said I couldn’t cover every meal and drinks when I came out (even though I said I would here and there).
He would talk crap about his mom all the time (he went back to live at home to be her caretaker).
He used to give slights towards me here in there. Really low-grade things that made me think there was something wrong with me.
He used to exhaust me with endless talking. When I would talk to him though, he would always have his headphones in listening to podcasts.
Christmas was the worst Christmas ever. He kept putting off gift exchange until like 10 pm, we didn’t even go out or order out food. We ended up getting wasted on White Claw and wine. Only went on one booze run. I got all dressed up to go to 7 Eleven. We had apparently let the cat out when we left. The rest of the night was looking for it in the rain, him yelling that it was my fault, giving me an ultimatum for becoming distraught. I still have a bruise on my shin from banging it on a chair, because I had knelt to give him a hug when he found his cat in its usual spot, he was bawling like a baby.
So many other things…
It’s been pretty weird thinking of the timing of it too. Things ended right before the pandemic. I had started going to AA. Had one relapse in April. But ever since then, I’ve been alone and sober. I’m pretty sure I’m going to be alone for the rest of my life at the rate the world is going too.
I can’t make amends to this guy, now that I’ve worked so hard to quit drinking and get over him. If I reached out, it would rip open that scab. Are all amends neccessary? I already apologized to him and admitted my wrongdoing.