I’ve been really down on myself today over an inner conflict I’m having. The responses I’ve gotten back from my many emails and comments to other survivors have really helped though. I feel like I’ve helped a few people out and in turn they’ve helped me. It means a lot to know that just maybe I made someone out there somewhere smile. Its the point after all.

Earlier today Mike, my significant other of the past 6 years let me know that he plans to spend almost $100/mon on pot. Woah. Woah a lot. I had no idea that he’d been spending that much??? When don’t have a joint checking account or anything. So, I really have no way of knowing.

So today there were lots of thoughts of:

“I’m such an idiot. Me of ALL people…I’m with an addict? ME??? How could I let this happen? How could I be so blind? Why didn’t I see this coming?

I feel like a failure to my own belief system. I keep thinking back to the Al-anon meetings I attended years ago when my twin brother was hooked on heroin and how I never understood these women who came to these meetings every week complaining about their husbands getting smashed and doing this or that, or the other thing. I never understood why they would ever put up with that? With Stephen it was different, he was my twin brother, my blood. I could never give up on him, never. But they were just putting up with these jack asses? And now I’m with a guy who suddenly tells me after 6 years of being together that he’s spending $45 every other week on reefer. Reality check for me. I always said I never again in my life would live with drugs or drinking…not after growing up around my mom. And now….

More Thoughts to Myself:

**Dah-Dah! Mike becomes a druggy! It’s official! Woo-hoo! Welcome back home! Did you really think you could escape? It’s in your blood. If you don’t end up a addict yourself then you’ll find someone who is. Its the way it goes with the disease. It lives and breaths almost with a life force of its own! You will never escape. Mwah ha ha ha!**

LoL…sorry. Had do go with some sarcasm. I must see the humor in this really. It is funny isn’t it? So now what?

  1. I’m having him write out his “number crunching” on paper for me so that I can compare it with reality
  2. I’m starting a savings account next week to save for what might be my own place.
  3. I’m spending tomorrow getting my finances in order and looking ahead at how much I can save over the next several months. What I need to cut back on, etc.
  4. I’m going to start doing some research on addiction to add it to my Drug & Alcohol Abuse page over at Help4Trauma.org.  I’ve been meaning to do this forever anyway and this is just the motivation I need. I’d like to do a causal analysis on the affect trauma has on an individuals predisposition for substance abuse. I need to see facts to get it through my thick skull that this isn’t going to go away. I need to look at this objectively to weigh out my options of what I can do to help Mike and I.
  5. I need to work in group in the morning on what I can do in confronting Mike with this issue and how to prepare myself for his denial.
  6. I need to stop putting myself down about it. This isn’t my fault. Just like it wasn’t my fault when my Mom drank her life away before my eyes growing up. I can’t change it but I can take action to control how it affects my life.
  7. I need to call Stephen and the rest of those who I can depend on for support and get there advice or just to have them listen.

Okay then…its settled. Thank you to everyone who’s emailed me back or commented on my efforts with this site. You all have really brightened my day.

Hope Sent

~ Ani