So, my best friend (of 20 years) came round to watch the Eurovision last night, and we drank wine & had a real giggle. He was drinking really quickly, and before I really realised it, he was actually, suddenly too drunk to talk. He was slurring really badly and struggling to focus. I'd had a few glasses and was not sober, but still in control of myself and had switched to drinking tea anyway. Another friend had popped round for a chat by this point. J (best friend) was by this point slumped on the sofa, grumping and whinging to himself about how drunk he was, so I got him some juice, moved the wine where he couldn't get it & M (the other friend) and I settled in for a good chat.
J periodically interuppted us to complain that we were talking over him and not including him, and that we were picking on him - but not sure what part he expected to play in the conversation, as he was still pretty much unable to talk. He then spilled his juice all over the floor and refused to clean it up as "it didn't matter". I cleaned it up. He was looking very green at this point so I asked him several times to move to the bathroom if he was feeling sick. "Shhhtop picking on me" he would slur. I thought he'd fallen asleep, so left him to it. Fine, M & I carried on chatting, waiting for him to sober up a bit so I could either put him to bed or put him in a taxi home. Then suddenly, he woke up & puked all over himself and my sofa. Gah! Bad enough, but as I cleaned it up, understandably just a leeeeetle pissed off, (not shouting or anything, just being brisk and trying to clear up), he started giving me a hard time for being "uptight" about the situation. Which, apparently "wasn't his fault" as he's "trying really hard" and I "don't understand what pressure he's under" and I'll probably "never let him hear the end of this". Basically, telling me that it was unreasonable to be upset by his behaviour! Thankfully, M had her car with her and was able to give him a lift home. I walked them to the door (as I always do, I double lock it at night) and he whinged at me for "nursemaiding" him and ranted about how patronising I was being ?
Now, I'm not someone who needs everyone to tread on eggshells round them, but I'm owed an apology, amn't I? It's not even just the puking, it was the abuse that went with it. He's been in a strange place the last few months, but I have been helping him & trying my best to keep him upbeat and positive, and I really don't deserve to be told I'm smug. I'm not!! I've had a hell of a couple of years, and my life is finally back in some semblance of order, which I'm understandably pretty pleased about, but I'm hardly shoving it down people's throats...
IANBU. am I?
Just got a text in saying "I am mortified. If I could find a new way of sorry I would".
of course I forgive him, but I do think we need to talk about this and I will certainly be a bit wary of going boozing with him for a while...sheesh <rolls eyes>
