So today I finally cut the rope and told my husband to leave.
He went to the doctors today to register for the treatment of suboxone.
He told me over the phone in the surgery whilst a awaiting blood tests that the treatment is to start in two weeks and he can continue using until 36hrs prior to treatment.
He was also prescribed diazepam TDS until then.
I hung up the phone, speechless.
What doctor would say continue using knowing he three children were in the house.
So I told him to leave
I’m done.
He lost his wife and children, his job, his house. He has nothing.
He once had a good life and he CAN have a good life, the only thing that’s separating us is heroin.
It’s up to him now to choose his own path in life.
I have supported him, I have watched the man I love decay, I have watched my whole life fall apart, I have to watched my children suffer all in his hands
I tried so hard to help him and the result was lie after lie.
All our income spent on the drug
I feel like I am grieving the death of my husband or maybe I’m mentally preparing for his actually death.