I hate my husband today.
My pills are gone. Again.
The only difference this time is he told me on his own before I found they were gone.
I can’t love someone who steals from me.
I can’t be married to someone that loves something more than me. Even if THAT thing is a little pill, or the high it gives.
I watched him sleep on the couch today disgusted.
The high makes him tired.
He sleeps. This is my life. This is what my life has become. This is why I needed to talk to someone. Anyone.. and HE answered my add.
This is why over nearly two years I was able to fall in love with someone. Someone so kind and hurting in his relationship as much as I was/am.
Why do I want the one thing I can’t have and have the one thing that doesn’t want me?
Fuck I hate relationships. To my MM, I miss you everyday. I miss you on my bad days even more. You made that hurt my husband caused blurry and made my heart overflow.