I don't respond well to suicide threats. I considered calling the police. Then I decided to email his friend and ask her and her husband to help. He's fallen off the wagon and needs a friend, but it's clear there's nothing I can do.

Then the phone calls start.

At first I tried talking to him. I told him I don't respond to suicide threats, told him to phone a friend. He told me he was binging, was out drinking, was going to drink until he was either in jail or dead. He called again and asked me if I wanted to go have a drink with him. Uh, no. I was having major cramps, that time of the month, don't ya know. In fact, I think I was having a miscarriage. No biggie, I have an IUD in, it's not uncommon, just more painful than the usual monthly PMS. Then he got mad at me because I wouldn't come drinking with him. Hadn't I just tied one on the night before? Hell no! So he starts yelling at me, telling me what a selfish bitch I am.

I stop answering the phone. I stop replying to emails.