Makes me wonder how much is true. And to what extent. I liked to drink and get drunk, but not enough to the point of it being a problem. Just a six pack was enough to get the lady to treat me like some jerk. My current lady buys me 12ers (On the weekend ONLY.) and say's I'm never an issue!
Some women just get under your skin non stop and make you want to disappear into a man cave and drink to tune her out. I know better now and would never allow myself to face disrespect. A man should be able to drink a beer in any room of his house if he damn well pleases. Granted, running into things and breaking them, falling down stairs, or becoming harmful to others isn't ok. Not even furry four legged ones. Not cool with that. But aside from that, come on.
Cheating? That's another thing I'd need another perspective on. Like being an alleged (and I DO MEAN ALLEGED) booze hound, I was also a cheater. She's the one who cheated. And on hindsight, she probably did it three separate times. I wasn't a MSGT, I was just a Sgt ( I know, I shouldn't say I was "JUST" a Sgt) so it's hard to take what someone says out of anger and hurt.
I'm sure he wasn't a saint in any of the above, but I'll doubt it's as bad as she's saying it is and that it is squarely on his shoulders. I DO know that if someone says it is, and he DOES take the servanthood and self sacrifice for the greater good into his home, he is blaming himself for it all, because after all he WAS the leader. Therefore it IS his fault. That's a hard thing to shake. I'm still in that delayed party mode myself. I had to put fun aside BIG TIME.
I'm doubtful he's in the midwest, but if he was, I'd love to get him on a pool league and on a Harley. Cheapest and most fun therapy ever.
*EDIT*
On our last stretch before she ran off, I had JUST started a new job working 56 hour work weeks, was going to school full time on top of that and told her she didn't need to work unless she wanted a part time job for some side cash. She was going to school full time as well and I knew from experience how tough it was. This move earned me MAD respect from my then inlaws. All of her GFs were super jealous of her as well. Well, the house was neglected. Think hoarders. It was THAT BAD. If I didn't do it, it didn't get done. 56 hours at work (sometimes more) then full time semesters at night school.
Halfway through school the job says they're relocating. Then my dad croaks. Then she runs off to "find herself" and "Needs a break." Apparently, she is telling everyone to this day how I'm an abusive alcoholic cheater. It's standard breakup talk slanderous BS from their slug slime playbook. I'm surprised the cheap accusation of "narcissist" didn't get thrown around. But yeah, apparently I didn't "Dedicate my life" to her either! What a load of horse butt grenades. Anyone I dated after that marriage went sour and I had my "come to Jesus" moment with myself and said "NO MORE" told me "Wow. She's really stupid. You're PERFECT!" *shrugs* Hopefully he will come around to where I am?
