I'm feeling the same today. The days of living with an addict are becoming more of a distant memory. And, when I do remember, I think of the things that were really frustrating and exhausting.
Remember living with someone and never knowing if they were telling you the truth? Even about the little stuff?
Remember how they would leave the house and say they'd return in 20 minutes or so and 3 hours later you were still waiting for them to return? Wondering if he was using? Wondering where he was? Who he was with and knowing that-when he did return--I wouldn't get the whole story.
It's slowly dawning on me how not everyone lives like this. Who knew!
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson
