I have been with my husband for almost 9 years now. I have known of his p addiction for a little over a year. He probably had it before me and he will probably have it after me too.
Its been 9 years of lies. And it hasn't gotten better. At first, when we discovered the problem and discussed it, somewhat (he isn't a very big talker), we went to counseling, he went to counseling, I went too. He said he would stop, he wanted to stop. We had to move from Hawaii to Indiana, which is a very big move. I went through the whole house while packing and thought I got rid of it all, he still had his favorites hidden away in secret hiding places and brought them along for the move. I found those and they were the worst. The heart breaking, wow this is how bad his addiction is kind.
We started going to church. And he said that was helping him so much. He made friends. He seemed good. But he still relapses every other week or so. His lies have gotten so much worse. I have "caught" him so many times now. I cannot go like this anymore.
I realize that I have to let him go. He is not ready yet to let p go and until he is, he will never be my husband. And it is so hard. I am in so much pain. I am so angry. So hurt. Humilated that I cannot win over something fictional. But I am so tired too. I know I need to walk away. For me and my daughter. But this hurts just as much as staying.
I do hope that writing in this journal helps me. I have no one else to go to.
































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