When one couples that condition with a definitive sense of entitlement and almost clinical narcissism, according to a shrink, it equals a person who is absolutely incapable of living among others.
She was a nice or funny drunk. She was a mean spirited one. The psychiatrist said that it was probable that one of her parents, probably her father, was an alcoholic and highly likely that she was sexually abused as a child.
I was with her for more than a dozen years, and knew the issues. I didn’t think I could “cure” her. However, I was a sucker for her “promises,” none of which were kept.
Here is my new universal rule and counsel: Never date a drunk, recovering or otherwise.