I honestly thought I would never have to worry about this.
This is gling to be lengthy, but I want all the details in this so you an accurate picture of what is going on. My husband and I met at work one day and we have seen each other every day since (almost). We have been married for 3 years. I was blessed with a man loves passionately, soulfully, spirituallly. He is everything I could have ever hoped for in a best friend and lover. The love we share between us is the type of love that fairy tales are written about. When I get his touch, or attention, love devotion, there is nothing that compares. If someone told me I would be in this problem right now, years ago, I would have called them crazy. We have quite a past, my husband and I . We have some issues.We are both addicted to meth. We have used it for the past 13-14 years, before we met.Now as wonderful as I tried to describe him earlier, when he has been using for 2-3 day and nights, he turnes into the biggest jerk\schitzo ever. He hears voices. He "hears people in the house " and "sees me trying to communicate" with them. I become his mortal enemy and does not understand how Ican be so loving and wonderful sober and so evil when we use. Now I have tolerated his antics for years. They are painful, but I realize it is the drug doing this to him. As far as my behavior on meth, I have been told by my friends and his friends also, that it is not me. It is defineatly him. Mentally, on meth, the only side effect it has given me (which I loathe and would do anything to stop)is an obsessive compulsive disorder call trillotichomania. I pull my hair out. When I don't use, I don't pull my hair. You think it would be easy to stop. Here's is my dilemma, the reason I am writing. My soulmate, the one who promised me forever is cheating on me. I told him my suspicions and he confirmed them. He says he loves me more than ever, and what we have could never be duplicated. And he says he loves this other woman also. My foundation is crumbling at my feet. Everything I thought I had, is falling by the way side. I am confused, extremely hurt, lonely, and honestly quite lost without him. We have been living separately for a while because my family has a hard time tolerating him.
I didn't see this coming at all. I cannot get him out of my head. Images of him and this other woman flood my senses constantly. All day I re-play our past, good time and bad times and it makes me miss him more. I have physical pains by my heart because of this.
What do I do. I cannot just wait and hope it burns out. He is my reason for living