Dating a drug user

I was completely infatuated with this talented individual from Seattle who made beautiful paintings and music.The art he made truly resonated with my soul, and he could say the same thing about my writing.

When Alex was in the process of attempting to quit, it became difficult to detach myself from the turmoil he’d ooze every evening.

Like clockwork, every night around nine, he’d get this vacant look in his eyes and begin to pace around.

Pull them into your peace.” ~Kimberly Jones I was finally in a solid place when I met my now-ex-boyfriend earlier this year.

I had created some healthy habits for myself and was fully recovered from the eating disorder that had ruled my life for eight years prior.

But I had already invested so much in this relationship, moving states and all. It was ironic because I remembered feeling so happy that I had met him when I was in a “good place” in my life, but all of that seemed so distant now.

We can all morph into the worst versions of ourselves when we become clenched in fear.

I was blindsided, stunned, and overwhelmed with a twister of emotions. He was always hyper and created much more art in such a short time frame than I’d ever seen any other human do. I didn’t know he was on meth because I didn’t know what signs to look for, and I’d personally never tried meth myself.

When Alex admitted this to me, I cried in fear, certain that our lives would change for the worst.

Some people won't put up with smoking or credit card debt.

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