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<blockquote data-quote="everywoman" data-source="post: 130573" data-attributes="member: 1436"><p>Steely---I am so sorry. I don't know where to even begin. Sometimes it seems like life throws us so much more than we can bear. In 1988 husband and I married. He was the perfect husband and father for many years. Then...</p><p></p><p>before I joined this board, my husband began abusing drugs. It went on for a long time. He had a car accident, was prescribed oxycontin, in 1995 and that was the beginning of a nightmare. </p><p></p><p>Things got really bad. I knew that he had moved on to something else---but had no proof. I told his mom and sister...he told them I was crazy...his mom had a heart attack....and I was blamed. It got worse. PCson was living at home and he woke me one night to tell me dad had left about 1 am. We had suspected he was sneaking out, but this was the first time we caught him. I hunted for him until 6:30. When I got home he was asleep on the couch twekaed out. I woke him. I told him to leave and not come back. I woke the kids, went to work on no sleep. That afternoon I saw him out in town at an ATM. I stopped him. He had a dealer in the car. I showed my butt. He got in the car and left and lost me. Finally at about 6 I saw his car parked at a old nasty looking place. I called pcson who was about 19, and his best friend. They went and broke down the door and drug husband out. easy child made him come home and tell me what he had been doing---smoking crack. </p><p></p><p>Now I am a school teacher in a small town. We have both lived here our whole lives. Everyone knows us. Everyone knows our kids. I was devastated to say the least. I thought my life was over. I told him rehab or divorce. He chose rehab. Then I looked at the finances. I was 15,000 dollars behind in bills...Nothing had been paid for 3 months...some much longer. He had hidden all the bills in the shed outside. I then saw a divorce lawyer and had a heart attack. I was 39 years old!</p><p></p><p>Its been six years. Life is good again. We have stayed together and he is clean and sober. But during those dark days it was hard. I had lost the one person I loved to another lover "drugs." I had lost my self-respect. My heart was broken in ways that it may never mend again. But...I am happy today. I will never be the same. But the saying "That which does not kill us makes us stronger" is so apripo. </p><p></p><p>Hang on. Better days are coming.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="everywoman, post: 130573, member: 1436"] Steely---I am so sorry. I don't know where to even begin. Sometimes it seems like life throws us so much more than we can bear. In 1988 husband and I married. He was the perfect husband and father for many years. Then... before I joined this board, my husband began abusing drugs. It went on for a long time. He had a car accident, was prescribed oxycontin, in 1995 and that was the beginning of a nightmare. Things got really bad. I knew that he had moved on to something else---but had no proof. I told his mom and sister...he told them I was crazy...his mom had a heart attack....and I was blamed. It got worse. PCson was living at home and he woke me one night to tell me dad had left about 1 am. We had suspected he was sneaking out, but this was the first time we caught him. I hunted for him until 6:30. When I got home he was asleep on the couch twekaed out. I woke him. I told him to leave and not come back. I woke the kids, went to work on no sleep. That afternoon I saw him out in town at an ATM. I stopped him. He had a dealer in the car. I showed my butt. He got in the car and left and lost me. Finally at about 6 I saw his car parked at a old nasty looking place. I called pcson who was about 19, and his best friend. They went and broke down the door and drug husband out. easy child made him come home and tell me what he had been doing---smoking crack. Now I am a school teacher in a small town. We have both lived here our whole lives. Everyone knows us. Everyone knows our kids. I was devastated to say the least. I thought my life was over. I told him rehab or divorce. He chose rehab. Then I looked at the finances. I was 15,000 dollars behind in bills...Nothing had been paid for 3 months...some much longer. He had hidden all the bills in the shed outside. I then saw a divorce lawyer and had a heart attack. I was 39 years old! Its been six years. Life is good again. We have stayed together and he is clean and sober. But during those dark days it was hard. I had lost the one person I loved to another lover "drugs." I had lost my self-respect. My heart was broken in ways that it may never mend again. But...I am happy today. I will never be the same. But the saying "That which does not kill us makes us stronger" is so apripo. Hang on. Better days are coming. [/QUOTE]
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