Every time I got in the car after he had been drinking, I was conveying to him that it was okay for him to drive. It was not safe for me to ride in the car, and not safe for others being on the road either. But I did not want to make waves. I did not want to cross him. To me just to keep peace, I meekly got in and prayed we did not get in an accident, after all, we had children in the car also. It was my job to protect them. I was enabling him to keep this vicious cycle going.
After attending Al-Anon meetings, I learned that I had choices, I started taking my own keys and get in the drivers seat first, and other times I chose to have a plan B in place so that I had another way to get my family and myself home.