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My story..... If youve ever been with an addicted person you know what I mean when I say, Ive walked through hell and back. It all started 13 years a

My story..... If you've ever been with an addicted person you know what I mean when I say, I've walked through hell and back. It all started 13 years ago when we began dating and he hid his drug abuse (very neive back in my younger years). I found out he was on meth and coke and I decided he wasn't the man for me. He apoligized, begged, and we ended up in the hospital many nights me begging him to chose to get clean. Eventually he decided he was going to get clean and we went into counceling together. Long story short.....2 years later, we married. At that point he had a back surgery and became addicted to hydrocodone. He started taking just 5 to 10 a day until a few years later he was up to 30 to 40 per day. He was laid off, our finances were shot, we filed bankruptcy and again I begged. I was depressed, lost and really out of hope. I never confided in anyone so I was living a personal hell that I was ashamed of. The stress took a toll and I ended up in the hospital with the flu for two weeks. We went back to counceling. Long story short....2 years later we had a little boy, perfect little boy. I thought (naive) that this little boy could and would make him want to stop.... and it did but it made him turn to something even scarier than hydrocodone, methadone. He has been addicted to it ever since. Two years ago I decided enough was enough and I left him. My son has no idea about his daddy's addiction and blames me for the divorce. I will let him think that until he is old enough to understand and forgive. There are many days I wonder if I have done the right thing, but most days, when I wake up next to my now wonderful, loving husband, that puts me first...... I have. The ex constantly tries to make me feel guilty for leaving him and breaking up our family but for once, I have found peace. Not just otter, but inner peace. I will probably always wonder if I did the right thing but today.... I did. This is a very abbreviated version of the story. Leaving out a lot.... drug intervention, him staying out all night, me catching him in another woman's apartment (3 months after we married), pornography, calling 1-900 numbers, hospital stays,..... the list goes on. I needed to tell it and put it behind me and hope that I have done the right thing.... everyone please pray for my son. He is the joy of my heart and one day he might have to face a horrible truth about a man he believes does no wrong.

or:My story..... If you've ever been with an addicted person you know what I mean when I say, I've walked through hell and back. It all started 13 years ago when we began dating and he hid his drug abuse (very neive back in my younger years). I found out he was on meth and coke and I decided he wasn't the man for me. He apoligized, begged, and we ended up in the hospital many nights me begging him to chose to get clean. Eventually he decided he was going to get clean and we went into counceling together. Long story short.....2 years later, we married. At that point he had a back surgery and became addicted to hydrocodone. He started taking just 5 to 10 a day until a few years later he was up to 30 to 40 per day. He was laid off, our finances were shot, we filed bankruptcy and again I begged. I was depressed, lost and really out of hope. I never confided in anyone so I was living a personal hell that I was ashamed of. The stress took a toll and I ended up in the hospital with the flu for two weeks. We went back to counceling. Long story short....2 years later we had a little boy, perfect little boy. I thought (naive) that this little boy could and would make him want to stop.... and it did but it made him turn to something even scarier than hydrocodone, methadone. He has been addicted to it ever since. Two years ago I decided enough was enough and I left him. My son has no idea about his daddy's addiction and blames me for the divorce. I will let him think that until he is old enough to understand and forgive. There are many days I wonder if I have done the right thing, but most days, when I wake up next to my now wonderful, loving husband, that puts me first...... I have. The ex constantly tries to make me feel guilty for leaving him and breaking up our family but for once, I have found peace. Not just otter, but inner peace. I will probably always wonder if I did the right thing but today.... I did. This is a very abbreviated version of the story. Leaving out a lot.... drug intervention, him staying out all night, me catching him in another woman's apartment (3 months after we married), pornography, calling 1-900 numbers, hospital stays,..... the list goes on. I needed to tell it and put it behind me and hope that I have done the right thing.... everyone please pray for my son. He is the joy of my heart and one day he might have to face a horrible truth about a man he believes does no wrong.

or:Wow that's really intense. I don't really know how to respond but I wanted too, so that you know that your voice has been heard and prayers which will be prayed. I hope that your days to cone will be filled with more smiles than frowns. Take care of yourself *hug from a random stranger*. Rely on Gods strength - it is unending.

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