Bad Day!!!

We got Nic from the hospital around 3. Tim was irritated with the ng tube and going on about it. "Can't she just take it out while we're with family?" As if it's an unwanted fashion accessory. Nic apparently was given permission from her Dad to drink which didn't treat her well. Tim got completely drunk and disrespectful and then let me know that he "needed a break from all of the anorexia bullshit, and he couldn't handle it anymore. And no one listened to his opinions." So Nic and I made the very quiet very tense 2 hour drive back home. I'm so tired of this. I think Tim and I have been falling apart for years but I don't want Nic's relapse to be "the final straw" that's guilt she doesn't need because it wouldn't even be the true cause. Just an excuse for him I think. My life is taking a very strange turn and i'm tired of holding on for dear life waiting to see where it will end up. I can't seem to get a grip on anyone's choices to know what to expect next and nothing is even close to predictable right now. There's no way I can do this on my own. If this is it for Tim and I, Nic will have to go to treatment until I can sort a better plan. I just don't know. I am so tense and stressed. I hope he just needed to have a stress free night. I did call and he said we'd talk later. Maybe later means tomorrow maybe later means next month. I'm almost physically sick with all of this. I hope Tim comes around and understands he can't start drinking the way he does again. I just don't know. I need sleep. Nic got home and went straight to bed. I'm not sure if she's upset about the hospital stint or tonight. I don't know how i'll ever keep up with her without back up. Oh, I hope he comes home by tomorrow.