I am on the cusp of my twenty-second year.
I came from a good family. I have no history of regular drug use. I am not an addict. I am a planner. I planned for this life to go quite differently than it has played out.
I fell in love. We've been together for a year and a half. He is an addict. Every day since we first begun this journey has been shrouded by deceit. He has lied to me about or kept from me every major or minor event in his life since we met.
This is the man I wanted to marry. We were planning our futures together. Marriage, careers, homes, families. Our life. And for me, all of it was based on the assumption that we were both in this adult relationship in a big way. And it has only become clear to me in the past week that we were really, really not.
Of course, I am not perfect. I make too big of a deal about the messes and I don't like his friends. But I have always been honest with him. I have always put our relationship first. I have always made as much effort as necessary to maintain the health of our relationship.
That is the part that hurts the most. I feel as though we were both participating in different relationships. I was participating under the assumption of honesty and equality, and he was with the knowledge that it was not that way, and lack of desire for me to know that it was any different.
I want to continue to love, care for, and emotionally support this man. But I have no idea how to deal with addicts and what level of participation is required or encouraged on my part. I want to help, but I don't know how.
Also, I wonder if I need to also be attending NA or AA meetings. I am already in therapy for my own issues, but this seems different, more significant, and carries weightier consequences.
I came from a good family. I have no history of regular drug use. I am not an addict. I am a planner. I planned for this life to go quite differently than it has played out.
I fell in love. We've been together for a year and a half. He is an addict. Every day since we first begun this journey has been shrouded by deceit. He has lied to me about or kept from me every major or minor event in his life since we met.
- He kissed my friend in week one. I found out from her.
- His ex-girlfriend slept in his bed in week one. I found out in week 70.
- He hid his cigarette smoking from me for three months. I found out from a mutual friend.
- He slept with another woman a year into our relationship. I found out two months later from that woman.
- He dropped out of school and hid it from me.
- He has been consistently abusing pain killers since we started dating and has repeatedly and purposefully lied to cover his tracks.
This is the man I wanted to marry. We were planning our futures together. Marriage, careers, homes, families. Our life. And for me, all of it was based on the assumption that we were both in this adult relationship in a big way. And it has only become clear to me in the past week that we were really, really not.
Of course, I am not perfect. I make too big of a deal about the messes and I don't like his friends. But I have always been honest with him. I have always put our relationship first. I have always made as much effort as necessary to maintain the health of our relationship.
That is the part that hurts the most. I feel as though we were both participating in different relationships. I was participating under the assumption of honesty and equality, and he was with the knowledge that it was not that way, and lack of desire for me to know that it was any different.
I want to continue to love, care for, and emotionally support this man. But I have no idea how to deal with addicts and what level of participation is required or encouraged on my part. I want to help, but I don't know how.
Also, I wonder if I need to also be attending NA or AA meetings. I am already in therapy for my own issues, but this seems different, more significant, and carries weightier consequences.
