many more domestic calls, (me), she even stepped out in the street one night and dissapeared into a guys
truck she didnt even know. She came back with her pants torn, and my weddings rings
Then I started to realize I was losing her, I thought she would crash and burn, and I would have my chance to save her and us again. Like a dwi, or something. I felt I couldn't force her to get help, just gently ask, during
moments of her sober, which got shorter and shorter.