When I read postings about people's lives with their addicts I think to myself, "Do I want a life like that?" I mean, the need to lock the purse in the car, the separate houses, never expecting anything...etc.
But then again, there are no assurances in life and maybe the type of relationship that develops so that it is tolerable to live with the addict we so dearly love is really the only real kind there is.
I might find a great guy and love him to bits and he would have some other baggage, he could die in myriad ways and not ever touch alcohol or drugs.
I might have fantasies with him of what our future would be that are just as unrealistic.
Reality is, my ABF is a nice guy, and sober he is perfect...that makes the choice to stay or go so hard. I don't know what I am going to do yet. I know there are people who make this work, and I know there are some who don't and I know there are some who just can't.