I finally moved out of my ex's

Things went pretty bad today. I relapsed and passed out for a while, and my ex came home. She saw this, and reacted to this by punching me in the face with a four loko can. I can't say I'm happy with relapsing today, but I'm not going to be punched in the face when I do relapse. Especially not how supportive I was of her through her fentanyl days, which lasted far longer than mine and actively put me in danger of relapse after I quit. I think it's gonna be easier not to drink not having her around. Today sucked, but I think my future is going to be a lot better after this.