REAL STORIES

Age: 31
Gender: Female
Location: California

"My husband started doing meth behind my back. I didn't know anything about it. Our son was an infant. I also had a daughter from a previous relationship. There were so many signs, and I even found things that I thought were for drugs, but he lied, and I stayed in denial for two years. Finally I admitted to myself what was going on when I found things in my house that showed he was supporting his addiction through major crime. He kept promising me that he would get help and change. I lost so much because of his addiction, our home, money, trust, safety. My kids saw us fighting, he disappeared for days, but that was better than when he came home. It was like being in a living hell. He was violent, and paranoid. He didn't bathe or brush his teeth or wear clean clothes. He didn't care if the kids and I had no food or money. He stole from me, my kid's savings account, my parents, strangers and friends. He had no boundaries, he stole my engagement and wedding rings, which I have never seen again. But to me the lying was worse than almost anything. Every word, EVERY word that came out of his mouth was a lie. I was so crazy trying to get him to change that I didn't pay much attention to my kids. I couldn't eat or sleep, I wanted to kill him and myself. I moved away, and he bounced around his friends, family, and the streets. I thought he would end up dead or in prison, and I didn't care. He got help after losing everything in his life. It took him a year to start acting somewhat normal, he still had a long way to go. I hate meth. I hate what it does to our children, our families, and our communities. I HATE meth. "

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