chaos
chaos
Something that it so hard to wrap my mind around is how completely simple and ordred our life togther was, moving along in a lovely, normal, forward-looking way, and then WHAM! he slammed on the breaks at every level and created this unbelieveable train wreck. When we met, I was happily divorced and totally stable, he was single and childless. We both had great jobs, were in good health, had nice friends to spend time with, had my great children, and had a normal life of dinners with the kids, cookouts with his family, watering the lawn together, going on short trips on the weekends, going on dates, and were planning marriage, having fertility screenings to try to get pregnant, and finishing a beautiful house to fill with our family and friends and future.
Today, he is thin and haggard, smokes three packs a day and drinks a fifth and a half of vodka each night, knocks around our seven room house alone, and has chosen the company of his little brother and a six year old foster child with obvious problems from his mother's heroin addiction. Instead of a loving family at home, he is out at bars or girls' houses every night until ten or midnight, dragging the child with him. Instead of his girlfriend, a stable mother of two, he has chosen as his child's mother a neighbor who is sixty years old, has never been around a child, and is so unstable she has estranged herself from her entire family and is sleeping with the narc's brother behind his girlfriend's back. His little brother has been assigned the role of his partner, and I don't think he will ever marry now, either, because the narc depends on his company and depends on him to care for the child, who he is now attached to. The child will never have a mother or any siblings, and is destined to become a psychopath himself at the hands of this guy. I will never love again, I fear, and I am a physical and emotional disaster, my familly and friends far away, my joy gone, my chldren untrusting of men and sad and lonely. He has ruined all of our lives (at least at this point), and his own. You could not create a more unstable life for anyone involved in this situation if you tried!
My question: Why do they CHOOSE such grave instability? Why do they f*ck up things so much and create so much chaos? How can they possibly f*ck up so many people's lives and still keep going?
I want to thank everyone
so happy for you... that your day ended on a happy note
You have forgotten what is normal
Yes. We are addicts. They
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They choose because they do.