When you love an addict, you become addicted too.
The thing about loving an addict is that you think your love should be able to fix it and find yourself in disbelief when it can’t.
But two becomes four and four becomes more and soon you’re drowning in your own self-loathing
Change is just around the corner.
For their kids, for their lives, for themselves. No crack addict wants to die.
Most of us would rather believe the sweet lie of an addict than the cold, hard truth of our intuition.
When you first realize you now love someone who loves drugs more than absolutely everything, it’s a hard pill to swallow.
Months later, after the abuse, the screams, the harassment…I still fucking care if you end up in a body bag.
The days you used to spend hanging out together suddenly start turning into something
new, something you don’t quite understand.
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