Living with an Addict
Posted in Cocaine Addiction Stories on October 20th, 2009 by someoneThe addict is my boyfriend, well technically fiance but I really don’t think we’ll be getting married. We’ve been together for five years come this December, but we’ve been living together for three years. We just had our first baby, she’s two months and looks exactly like him. When we first began dating I had no clue he was an addict. He didn’t actually tell me until our relationship was pretty involved.
At first I didn’t think it was too bad, he was normal. He has a good job, in a hospital, he was in school and he had goals in life. It wasn’t until we started living together that I noticed how bad he was. I’ve never known anyone with a cocaine addiction and I had never tried it. He wanted me to try it with him, to see what it was like. I am not into drugs, I’ve tried smoking pot, do to peer pressure and didn’t like it but he wanted me to try just a little coke. I tried it with him, I didn’t like it, and I regret ever trying it.
He continued using and when he’d come he’d feel guilty the next day. He’d show me his little baggy with the white powder in it and say he wasn’t going to do that anymore, that he’d stay home with me next time. He’d be super nice with me for a week and the cycle would start again. I tried telling his mom and try to get her to intervene, to talk to him. She never really did, it’s like she thinks I make this up. She doesn’t really see a problem, she says he pays his bills, but he started missing work and that’s when she noticed. He’s gotten worse and since I’m the one living with him, I see the worst of it. He’s tried strangling me, pushing me, slapped me while he’s coked out. The next day he doesn’t apologize and tries to be all nice to me and expects me to hug and kiss him as if nothing ever happened. He lies to himself about using, he lies to me about where’s he’s at and who’s he with. I wouldn’t doubt if he has cheated on me too.
His personality has changed a whole lot, he no longer has any goals, he is not in school and he is working for a drug dealer too. I think the drug dealer is making his addiction worse. On my birthday party he even offered my dad some coke! He didn’t come home to sleep for the first time. It seems like no one cares but me. Well I won’t let this go on any further, I’ve had enough! I am getting out of here, for my baby and my own good. He has lied to me for the last time, hurt me for the last time, and I refuse to cry over him… for the last time it’s over. He won’t stop…he won’t…
-someone