Discouraged

So, tried to talk to my spouse today.  Asked if there was recollection of previous discussion from after the funeral he attended.  He said he did.  I asked if there was a drinking problem.  Denied.  It seems that it is easy to deny.  What seemed like a decent morning deteriorated into a lousy evening with Caesars the beginning at supper time.  What on earth makes the alcohol more important than the rest of us. What on earth creates the belief that I don't hear the booze being poured into the cup?  Why would I not notice?  Do I try again tomorrow?  How do I convey that it is nice to deal with a sober person in the morning, but it is crappy dealing with a drunk every night.  Why does it feel like it is wearing thin?  Why are the support programs for the drunk and the co-dependent?  Why aren't there programs to help intercede, intervene or help to deal with it rather than just dealing with our own emotions? 
Even to ask for help from another Christian program that hasn't returned my call is becoming discouraging.  How can it be so unsettling? How can I make my feelings heard when the denial is there? Resignation cannot be the way to go. How do I rebuild my own confidence if I can have it torn down every night?  What do I do? How do I know what God's plan is in all of this?  How do I get past the doubt, the second guessing, the feelings of discouragement?
How can it be that "His Love Never Fails" but mine seems to be?
His strength is never ending.  How do I prevent my faith from wavering? God is the only constant that I can count upon. I only need to remember that.