Breathing my Mind into Your Face

Well, limited sleep for me last night. I woke up at 3:30 after getting to sleep at 10:30. Then I came downstairs to read the big book but scrolled facebook for a half hour before getting started on that. Wife and I have an early anniversary dinner tonight. It’s even got an NA drink pairing with each of the courses we’re going to do. We haven’t been communicating well this week. She’s still adjusting to me embracing this lifestyle that includes lots of texting and phone calls with people she doesn’t know. I think she’s resentful of the attention being placed away from her. She’s told me she’s not feeling good about herself, feels isolated, and in need of someone she can really talk to. She apologized for going rogue on Wednesday night and coming home drunk. She knows about Thursday family zoom meetings and has sponsors wife’s info. I’ll print up some available al-anon meetings around me as well. Internally I feel like I could become a crusader for the return of prohibition, but I know that’d be a selfish thing meant to keep it out of my sight and make my path easier. That’s a fantasy I won’t indulge because I’m learning about this whole wisdom to know the difference thing. I’m sure she misses “golden hour” me that was charming and funny a few drinks in before turning into “Midnight” me that that couldn’t walk and could only talk long enough to be an asshole. I’m feeling nervous about how to act around her because I’ve changed for the better and I want her to as well but don’t feel I have the right to ask her to.