I've done my best to support his drug recovery, help him get and keep jobs, buy him cars, clothes, and basically provided everything for him and our family since we've been together. I mostly stayed with him because I didn't have anywhere else to go (we live with is parents) but I eventually got so stressed out with everything that I wanted to move to live with my mom in the mainland (we live in Hawaii) so I could live with her while I finish school (about a year) and then I told him I would move back. We both were on good terms when I left and we were going to do a long distance relationship.
About a week after I left he stopped answering our calls- I immediately knew he relapsed. And I was right, two weeks later he finally answered my call- needless to say I was a complete wreck. Its so hard to know someone you love has relapsed and because I was so far away and because I left I felt like I created the whole problem. Anyway, I ended up finding out about his girlfriend (also a drug addict) and he was so mad that I wouldn't believe him when he said he didn't have one. This went on for about a week- us fighting about her and that I didn't believe him blah blah blah. He eventually got so mad and depressed he said he was going to kill himself, so myself and 2 kids got on the next flight out and were there the next day. I thought by coming back it would fix everything- that all he needed was to see his kids and me. Little did I know, we didn't matter.
He continued to do drugs and see his girlfriend. We were gone for 3 months and when we came back he saw his kids for about 20 mins each day for the first week we were there and then it got further apart to every other day for 30 mins or so, etc etc. He ended up going to a psyche ward because he actually tried to hang himself, when he came out he stayed clean- its been about 3 weeks since he has been out of the hospital and doing good. While he was in the hospital he told me he was sorry and he only wanted to be with me and that he loved me and I believed him. Now I'm finding out he still talks to her and is only with me for the kids and that he really wants to be with her, by the way she is still on drugs and he wants her to get clean so they can be together.
Im so confused as to why after everything I've been though with him and after everything I have done for him- through thick and thin, I have been by his side and he chooses this girl over me. I've never felt so worthless in my life. The one person I've given everything to and have bent over backwards for (besides my kids) doesn't want me- he wants the drug addict girl who doesn't have anything and lives on the streets. What is wrong? I don't understand... Even more so, I don't understand why Im so depressed about this when he has nothing to offer me.
I know I deserve better and that I don't want to be abused anymore or scared or worried about him relapsing and living my life walking on eggshells so he doesn't go crazy on me, but for some stupid reason I cant stop crying about the fact that he doesn't want me. Does this just mean Im selfish? I feel like the only reason Im sad is because he loves someone else and not me- like I want him to be begging for me and Im rejecting him. I know one day Ill be happy again but I don't understand how this can be taking such a toll on me when I'm really just losing all my problems and heartache.
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