The BF is sauced again.

He spent most of the day drinking red wine and has been shouting and swearing about the how dreadful people are including myself.

When he has one of his binges he tends to waffle on a lot about just about any subject you can pick (usually Volcanoes and Physics with a dash of Chemistry) After a while I thought he had calmed down.

Recently we got the Doctor Who DVD The Mind Of Evil and he asked me if there were any extras to watch.

I put the disc on and he demanded to know what I was doing and got upset when I said I was putting the extras on.

So I took the disc out and put it away.

15mins later he was demanding I put it on again.

It's a complicated process as we have only one HDMI socket on the telly (which is shared with our media centre) and I have to move my laptop and it's cooling pad out of the way to plug it back in and by this point I was really pissed off and said no to him which sent him off in a rage.

I was getting ready to spend the night in a hotel (I've done this before and unlike the stereotype he isn't apologetic in the morning or making false promises) he went to bed swearing his lungs out. So I'm sitting here with my blood thumping.

When he woke up he had a terrible cold (I went to the pharmacist to get him tablets and cough medicine) it mysteriously cleared up after he got out of his skull.

I often wish I could just move away, I'm not in the best of health or financially stable.

I lack the energy and the courage to do what is probably necessary.

I just wish he would stop, though he never will.