Thomas

I'm single again, alone in my home, constantly thinking of her. My love for her was profound, I miss her very much!
February 5, 2012, after 3 years of broken promises, I asked her to leave. I promised myself, I would endure another year of her addiction. The Trust, Confidence and Respect I once had for her was eroded away by the sights & sounds of the machine.
Time lost from family, time lost from work, financial hardship, sleeping the days away while the welfare & security of our family diminished, the irresponsibility, I could go on & on . . .
I learned about enabling, I was hers; covering her shortfalls while ignoring the fundamental needs of myself & daughter. I became resentful as she took my kindness for weakness.
I was patient, empathetic, understanding, encouraging and supportive. She refused to get the help she needed and assured me she would gain control on her own; it never happened . . .
Now I'm left with the financial carnage of her addiction; each month I struggle to find a way to pay the bills and come to terms of our demise.
If this story sounds at all like yours, take my advice, cut your losses now and spare yourself the heartache and pain I reluctantly embrace everyday . . . run away as fast as you can!

 
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