Today is a day I feel like my head is going to explode.
I hate the person I have become, I’m angry and anxious and most of all fed up.
He’s been addict for almost 2 years and I found out about 14 months ago.
I’m so fed up of this constant battle all I do is try to help him and all he does is throw it in my face.
He’s stolen Christmas presents of the kids and cash from me. I feel like I never stop clearing up his mess and today the cheeky ******* said I need to support him all I ever do is support no matter how much pain it causes me.
At this moment in time as I’m writing this I hate him. But later on I’ll start to feel sorry for him and then I’ll get angry with myself for being weak. He’s near enough lost everything to this poison as I call it. Apart from me and the kids which he is extremely close to losing now. I’m even on antidepressants now because of him.