Leaving your long-term partner with whom you've had a kid for the love of your life who is an (ex) addict is complicated. They hate each other. I hate me most of the time. High maintenance is a fuuuuuucking understatement with these two. I have a toddler and he's sweet goddamn relief compared to the other men in my life.
And, even though I am chain smoking and stressed beyond belief, I still have my appetite so I don't even get to lose a few pounds from this mess.
BlaaaaaaaH. Vent. Done.