wanstead

Shitty evening last night... had quite a barny with my wife. I'd been to my first anger management therapy course counselling thingy, and I'd confronted a few issues that I'd not thought of dealt with etc... My wife gets home from work and pulls out a freshly minted bottle of vodka... Fuck that made me angry but I kept a lid on it. Part of our home issues are to do with the circular problem of me hating alcoholism (parents were violent alkis) and my wifes over indulgence in vodka and not facing up to the long term issues problems and shit that it brings.

Anyway, we talked... I didn't shout. I said that as her drinking makes me angry then Its time for me to seriously consider leaving and if she didn't do something concrete about cutting down and or managing her boozing by next payday... I'd move out. But after long discussions and her pouring the hootch down the drain we resolved stuff (to a point). Fuck life is hard.

My daughter got really upset cos she heard my threat to leave.... bollocks I really hate myself when I upset her... I am such a fuckwit.

Anyway.. the positive side is we made up nicely, Niki my wife liying nekkid on the bed while she let me kiss every inch of her including her mx scars (best bit though was snogging her stubbly pussy, she hasn't had a shave for a couple of days and it's a mil or two long that was fun). So bad day turned good.