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jan123 · 03-05-2009, 07:10 PM

I know I shouldn't be wondering about this, but I am so please hear me out. When they leave you for another women who shares their drug habit, is it better for them or are they happier with them, because I or you didn't do drugs?
The last time I saw me ex and we discussed this I told him that he wouldn't make it with her, that two drug addicts were like two wrongs attempting to make it right. He sat there and just glared at me. I guess I hit a nerve.

He worked very, very hard to establish himself with her. Harder than he ever had to with me because I loved him so much. Even though I know that in him leaving I am better off, I still have moments where I feel that I have been rejected by a reject. One thing about him was that he loved to play the field and have women to drug and sleep with whenever he wanted. What he loved if at all possible was that I was dependable, responsible and not some giddy twenty year old. That wasn't good enough for me and it will never be. I am just having bad thoughts today thinking about how happy he is in his life. Maybe I am just a bit tired.

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jan123 Member Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: delta,bc, canada Posts: 83	The New Person! I know I shouldn't be wondering about this, but I am so please hear me out. When they leave you for another women who shares their drug habit, is it better for them or are they happier with them, because I or you didn't do drugs? The last time I saw me ex and we discussed this I told him that he wouldn't make it with her, that two drug addicts were like two wrongs attempting to make it right. He sat there and just glared at me. I guess I hit a nerve. He worked very, very hard to establish himself with her. Harder than he ever had to with me because I loved him so much. Even though I know that in him leaving I am better off, I still have moments where I feel that I have been rejected by a reject. One thing about him was that he loved to play the field and have women to drug and sleep with whenever he wanted. What he loved if at all possible was that I was dependable, responsible and not some giddy twenty year old. That wasn't good enough for me and it will never be. I am just having bad thoughts today thinking about how happy he is in his life. Maybe I am just a bit tired.