My husband and myself were happily married for fourteen years till he decided to leave me due to the stress of an upcoming court case involving drugs.
He went to live with his nephew and cousin who deal. This made his occasional sniffing cocaine worse. He was on it every day. Not going to work and looking really ill right up until the court date. He is in prison now.
I couldn’t stop him from taking cocaine. It was his choice to ruin his life and mine.
I am his wife, was his supporter through anything and his soul mate. But I am not his mum and if he had ended up on the streets that would have been his choice not mine. He chose the cocaine over me and our happy life. He is a grown man not a child and there would have been no feeling of guilt if he had made himself homeless.
I may sound heartless but he has become a monster not my loving husband.