panda012

I was with my addict for about a year. If you want to follow my story it'll be on my blog here. How did you deal with your addict after the breakup? I left my addict about a month and a half ago but he was messaging me after our breakup for a while. Saying he loves me, that he's never been broken up with before, that he never wanted anything so bad in his life, and he didn't understand how we got here. Then later he was sending long messages of hate and saying that I never loved him and he never loved me, that I didn't want to be with a person who drinks so much and was a 'drugy.' Keep in mind that I never called him an alcoholic or "drugy" (but he wasn't wrong though). And then he calls me crying saying all the things like "I love you" blah blah blah... then he started getting riled up saying "how do you think I feel not having any say in the love of my life's life anymore!" and started blaming me for things, got angry, then just hung up. I did want to get back with him at a point but then he didn't want to be together. After all that, I just lost all hope and respect for this person that was a shell of my best friend and soulmate. I'm just scared of what might happen in the future. When he comes back trying to talk to me... He's done this before with two ex girlfriends where he leaves, parties for a few months, then comes back. But I was the only one he actually committed to, got a place with, planned an actual future with. What's your experience with having an addict loved one come back in your life? Did you get back with them? Did you become friends? Did you tell them to stay out of your life forever?


(Here is my first post of my story if you wanted to follow)
One month after my previous relationship of almost 4 years ended, I met who I thought was the missing piece in my life, the guy who was the last thing I needed to feel complete, the person who I was excited to spend the rest of my life with, get married to, buy our first house together, start a family. I didn't think that at all when I first met him though. The first night I met him I DID NOT want to hang out because it was already late when we started messaging each other. I kept saying no but he was persistent. Well, I gave in and decided to pick him up(he mentioned he was at a friends having a few drinks at the time). I pulled in and as he was walking up, I was awed at the sight of him. He was the most handsome guy I had ever seen. He opened my car door, sat down and said "hi i'm *******" and I introduced myself too. But in those first few seconds of meeting, I instantly noticed he was DRUNK(and who knows what else he was on); like I thought 'oh he's just drinking with his friends'... nope this guy was NOT sober whatsoever. I was already turned off by his first impression of the night but I decided to hang out for a little longer because he seemed kind, sweet, and harmless. Maybe into an hour of hanging out in my car he leaned over, puckered his lips, and said "kiss me" with his slurred speech. I laughed and said no. It was honestly a great night though, we got along seamlessly, laughed throughout the night, we skated around on my skateboard under the stars, he even sang at some point when I pulled out my ukulele, and he kept trying to make moves but I wasn't ready for all that so I kept pushing him away. Eventually near the end of the night, I let him kiss me on my cheek and be closer to me. Then the night was over and I drove him back to his friends place and surprised him with a kiss on his cheek before leaving. TO BE CONTINUED...