13 years-- I can't believe I've given him that much time. I met him when I was 19. I'm now 32! He would talk about marriage "someday" when he had more money. When this or that happened. He tried to convince me that he needed pot for his sore knees instead of having to take pain pills.
He has a daughter from a previous relationship and she was caught smoking pot. Do you know what she said? "My dad does it." He was, almost PROUD of that. He had a smirk on his face. A sheepish grin.
I don't even want to write all of the things I've seen over the years because you all will know what a tool I've been to stay.
I guess I have to thank him. His non-committal ways saved me from being a married woman with kids stuck with a drug/alcohol addicted 36 year old baby.
whoa. Never told anybody any of this. Thanks for the time/space to listen and your comments have made me feel like I'm not crazy.