You and your husband arrive at the party, but it’s clear from the start that he’s had more than a few drinks before even getting here. His movements are sluggish, and his speech is already slurring as you walk through the door. He’s trying to maintain his composure, but it’s obvious that the alcohol has taken hold.

You head over to the bar, trying to enjoy the evening and not let his behavior ruin it. After a while, you glance over at him, only to find him slouched in a chair, his legs sprawled out across another, looking completely disconnected from the rest of the room. His face is flushed, and his eyes are unfocused, though there’s a strange, distant look in them.

Husband: Grinning drunkenly, clearly not fully aware of how he’s coming across , He gestures vaguely to the room, still not fully looking at you. "This place is so boring. I don’t even want to talk to anyone."