ME- relapsing
I wrote earlier about how "recovering" abf needed to get his paycheck today to pay for public transportation pass for the rest of the week as his job location is changing. He was getting a ride from a friend whom he insists doesn't use but I know she's some how related as all his "old friends" use drugs.
Now that he has gone to get his check he says his cell phone died. When I came back to my apartment I saw that he had been here to drop stuff off- even had time to eat something, but did not have time to charge his phone? He texted me early and said it was dying.
Now I am sitting here. A nervous wreck. I do not want to come back to this place. I think I am scared of the truth because I do love him, but cannot take any more of this. Even if I am just being paranoid.
I am wailing and constantly calling the phone that is so obviously off.
Really need some support at the moment.