Titanic
Porn Star
I'm afraid this is another rant, I was trying to keep myself from posting this for fear of attention seeking, but I've caved in.
Well, tonight was quite possibly the worst night of my life, and now I'm faced with a major decision.
My boyfriend, let's call him Greg, has been having a really tough month. Between family issues, work issues and me having only moved in recently, things have been tough for him, and it has reflected on our relationship. Every week or so we'll have a big argument, and he'll threaten to end the relationship. I'm pretty sure that he'd go through with it, but regret it deeply, and probably try to get back in contact. But anyway, things have been reasonably strained.
Now, Greg has a major drinking problem. He is a very social person, and loves going for a pint with a friend, but when he's had that pint he won't stop until he's gone to the scene, danced until 4 in the morning and somehow stumbled home. In the year I've known him he's done a lot of bad things because of the alcohol, especially to me, and I've absorbed everything and picked up the pieces afterwards, because I love him and enjoy living with him, drunken fights and all. But in the past week his problem has been getting worse. Here's how it's gone:
Last Sunday - He went straight from work into town with some friends, and didn't come home through the night. He wouldn't answer my calls, and I was sick with worry. Turns out he'd spent the night at another man's house. He insists they didn't do anything, and I truly believe that even if they did, it wasn't Greg's choice, just the alcohol. I've tried to forgive him for it, or at least think things through.
Monday - He goes out again, the very day after he spent the night with another man. This annoyed the heck out of me. The night was alright, but we had the basic "I hate you, I never want to see you again, give me your house key" fight. (I'll point out that he has locked me out of the house overnight several times now, since it's his house and I am only a guest!)
Tuesday - He didn't go out this day, but I mustered a whole lot of courage to tell him about how upset I was, and how I thought he had a serious alcohol problem. Between drink driving and generally ruining his own life he was heading to an early grave. He apologised and said he'd think about what I said.
Friday - He goes out yet again with friends, comes back at 4 and collapses in a corner, so I have to look after him.
(Now here's the actual bit that upsets me, since I can deal with the alcoholism. Everything before this was context)
Sunday - I had work to do from 9 in the morning to getting back just after midnight. He spent the day with a good friend, and when we chatted in the early afternoon he sounded jolly. I called him again around 6, and though it sounded like he'd had a few pints he still seemed happy. So I keep working, and head for the train station to get home. Calling him on the way got no response, which I thought was odd.
When I finally got home I was really looking forward to a hug after my long day. But then I see that there's no car outside the house. This was very strange, so I tried calling him again, to no avail. I spent the next few hours pacing about the house panicking about whether he was ok, why he wasn't answering my calls, and when he'd get back. Naturally I expected him to be in town getting drunk, but this just made me worry that he'd go home with someone again.
Finally I get to sleep at around 3. An hour or so later I wake up to loud music. I stick on a dressing gown and go downstairs. There he was, drinking in the living room with two young lads whom I'd never seen before. He was surprised to see me, and said he thought I'd be staying over at a friend's house that night. I join the group, obviously afraid that he'd brought these lads home for sex. Long story short, he had. Even with me there protesting that he was my boyfriend, Greg was petting the lads and trying to kiss them. With a lot of effort I manage to keep them apart for the evening. I spent the whole night awake, and the lads left in the morning. Greg and I haven't spoken about it yet, he's been avoiding me all day.
I know what he did was majorly wrong, I won't defend that. The thing is, I really love this man, but he's completely destroyed my trust in him. I don't think he would do that under normal conditions, I believe that the alcohol has a Jekyll and Hyde effect on him, but it's still horrible that he tried to cheat on me. At the moment I'm still hoping in my naive way that we'll somehow work this out, and stay as a couple, but it's hard to stay optimistic. The worst part is that in two days' time I'm leaving the area for a few weeks. If I can't trust him for one night, how can he be good for two or three weeks?
I appreciate the time anyone took to read this all. I'm not really certain what I'm looking for, as I'm sure you'll all tell me to grow a backbone and leave him, but I really need to stress that we have no problems when he hasn't drunk. What I'm trying to decide is whether I can really take this as cheating if he wasn't in his right mind. On top of that, can cheating be forgiven?
Thanks all, staying optimistic for now.

Well, tonight was quite possibly the worst night of my life, and now I'm faced with a major decision.
My boyfriend, let's call him Greg, has been having a really tough month. Between family issues, work issues and me having only moved in recently, things have been tough for him, and it has reflected on our relationship. Every week or so we'll have a big argument, and he'll threaten to end the relationship. I'm pretty sure that he'd go through with it, but regret it deeply, and probably try to get back in contact. But anyway, things have been reasonably strained.
Now, Greg has a major drinking problem. He is a very social person, and loves going for a pint with a friend, but when he's had that pint he won't stop until he's gone to the scene, danced until 4 in the morning and somehow stumbled home. In the year I've known him he's done a lot of bad things because of the alcohol, especially to me, and I've absorbed everything and picked up the pieces afterwards, because I love him and enjoy living with him, drunken fights and all. But in the past week his problem has been getting worse. Here's how it's gone:
Last Sunday - He went straight from work into town with some friends, and didn't come home through the night. He wouldn't answer my calls, and I was sick with worry. Turns out he'd spent the night at another man's house. He insists they didn't do anything, and I truly believe that even if they did, it wasn't Greg's choice, just the alcohol. I've tried to forgive him for it, or at least think things through.
Monday - He goes out again, the very day after he spent the night with another man. This annoyed the heck out of me. The night was alright, but we had the basic "I hate you, I never want to see you again, give me your house key" fight. (I'll point out that he has locked me out of the house overnight several times now, since it's his house and I am only a guest!)
Tuesday - He didn't go out this day, but I mustered a whole lot of courage to tell him about how upset I was, and how I thought he had a serious alcohol problem. Between drink driving and generally ruining his own life he was heading to an early grave. He apologised and said he'd think about what I said.
Friday - He goes out yet again with friends, comes back at 4 and collapses in a corner, so I have to look after him.
(Now here's the actual bit that upsets me, since I can deal with the alcoholism. Everything before this was context)
Sunday - I had work to do from 9 in the morning to getting back just after midnight. He spent the day with a good friend, and when we chatted in the early afternoon he sounded jolly. I called him again around 6, and though it sounded like he'd had a few pints he still seemed happy. So I keep working, and head for the train station to get home. Calling him on the way got no response, which I thought was odd.
When I finally got home I was really looking forward to a hug after my long day. But then I see that there's no car outside the house. This was very strange, so I tried calling him again, to no avail. I spent the next few hours pacing about the house panicking about whether he was ok, why he wasn't answering my calls, and when he'd get back. Naturally I expected him to be in town getting drunk, but this just made me worry that he'd go home with someone again.
Finally I get to sleep at around 3. An hour or so later I wake up to loud music. I stick on a dressing gown and go downstairs. There he was, drinking in the living room with two young lads whom I'd never seen before. He was surprised to see me, and said he thought I'd be staying over at a friend's house that night. I join the group, obviously afraid that he'd brought these lads home for sex. Long story short, he had. Even with me there protesting that he was my boyfriend, Greg was petting the lads and trying to kiss them. With a lot of effort I manage to keep them apart for the evening. I spent the whole night awake, and the lads left in the morning. Greg and I haven't spoken about it yet, he's been avoiding me all day.
I know what he did was majorly wrong, I won't defend that. The thing is, I really love this man, but he's completely destroyed my trust in him. I don't think he would do that under normal conditions, I believe that the alcohol has a Jekyll and Hyde effect on him, but it's still horrible that he tried to cheat on me. At the moment I'm still hoping in my naive way that we'll somehow work this out, and stay as a couple, but it's hard to stay optimistic. The worst part is that in two days' time I'm leaving the area for a few weeks. If I can't trust him for one night, how can he be good for two or three weeks?
I appreciate the time anyone took to read this all. I'm not really certain what I'm looking for, as I'm sure you'll all tell me to grow a backbone and leave him, but I really need to stress that we have no problems when he hasn't drunk. What I'm trying to decide is whether I can really take this as cheating if he wasn't in his right mind. On top of that, can cheating be forgiven?
Thanks all, staying optimistic for now.















