It was almost 40 years ago – FORTY. When I began to realize that something was very wrong bank then. It was almost 5 years later before I confronted him with a bank statement and he told me ‘cocaine’. He quit, and we moved on. The good – we still love each other and are still together. The bad – you already know. The ugly – we have both been traumatized by what happened all those years ago and after years of pushing it down and happily living our lives, it feels like it has come back up from Hell and violently slapped us both around again. I remember now how scared, alone, and helpless I felt. I tried to protect myself and our children from something that I didn’t even know what it was. Shocking and disturbing still. My advice is to remember who you are and what you want – in both for right now AND in the future as one day you will look back on this most horrific time. I am proud of myself for how I handled it all – and, also of him. My husband (an addict) who was dragged into Hell and clawed his way out and quit using that vile substance all those years ago. Do what you have to to keep yourself safe. Prayers.
