its worse than that, he's a recovering drug addict too. I used to be scared to come home all the time. Not knowing what awaits you when you get home. Stupid thing is my mom is a homeless person and she is an alcholic and drug addict... she'd disappear months on end.... and I swore I'd never live a life like that again. Strat was different when we met... I didn't know the extent of his problems... he sucked me into them too... I did the drugs and drank pretty heavily... until about 2 1/2 years ago I woke up, now I still drink and on occassion I do get smashed... But I don't let it be in my life when its not suppose to... and I don't do any drugs anymore... but it took Strat longer and lots of yelling and screaming on my part to make him see what he was doing to us... and what he was doing to himself.... He's hurt me more times than I can tell you, not physically but emotionally and mentally and yet I stay. My mother was the abuser... maybe I rationalize that because he doesn't do me physical harm that I can fix him
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