They tell me that he is so conditioned to using drugs that it’s normal and his behaviour isn’t as shocking to him as it is to me. I don’t think he sees his actions in the same light as I do. His dad was an addict, his brothers are addicts etc it’s all kinda normalised.
I know I don’t want this life and we have nothing left anymore as the rose tinted glasses have come off.
Why do I feel so guilty though? As if I’m leaving him when he is trying harder than he ever has? That he grew up around all the misery and doesn’t really know how else to really be