my husband came home from a funeral and I genuinely thought he was a ghost

So this happened late at night and I still can't fully process it.

I wasn't feeling well so I went to bed early. Then my husband starts ringing our apartment intercom buzzer. Over and over. I check the camera and.

I froze.

His eyes. There was this weird glow around his pupils, whites showing, flickering. Staring straight into the intercom camera. And his whole body just... swaying side to side.

Context: he'd just come back from the funeral of his cousin. The cousin he was closest to since childhood. So my brain immediately went to THE worst place possible.

(spoiler: it got worse)

I was like okay I'm not buzzing him in, I'm not doing this, and I mashed the open button in a panic. He comes up in the elevator making these groaning sounds, slurring, and the noise scared our neighbor into opening THEIR door too.

And then the door opens and he's screaming and cursing and rolling his eyes back in his head and I'm thinking... this man I've known for 30+ years... what is happening.

Turns out he was BLACKOUT DRUNK. Like absolutely feral drunk. Came straight from the funeral reception and just. Drank everything. And then had the audacity to come home looking like a literal horror movie jumpscare and traumatize me at 10pm.

The real shock was what came next though. He started screaming insults at me and I just.