My husband is sober, but I still feel like the wife of an alcoholic.

My husband used to drink a lot. He was not fully functioning, but at least he had a job and supported his small family. He would come home and pass out, and wake up on the weekends to do it all over again. One day, his company drug tested him and he failed. He was offered his last chance: go to rehab or be let go. <br><br>He spent three months in rehab, and I supported him the entire way. I visited, took our kids, we called him every night. I was so proud of him. <br><br>When he came back, he was like a different person. He was all smiles, he took an interest in us, he was present. All of us were thrilled.<br><br>Except I found that his drinking was only a symptom of a much larger problem. It seemed like he had been drinking to drown something sinister. He spent all his free time researching conspiracy theories. At first it was the usual--anti-vax, 2020 election results. But then it took a turn for the weird. He spent hours talking about the moon landing, 9/11, and even lizard people. <br><br>I hear him talking in his sleep. He is violent and hateful toward public figures. He is obsessed with the idea that the government is trying to control him. <br><br>I feel like I'm living with an alcoholic, except instead of liquor, it's Alex Jones. <br><br>I don't know what to do. I love this man. I want to support him. I don't want to leave. But our lives are suffering.