Loving an Addict
I know I've been gone a while...I was losing the fight for a few months, now I'm in yet another treatment program, getting my mind right, refocusing. I hate this shit. I wish it was easier, but it's not. And I can't expect it to ever be... I am an addict and I am in love with another addict. I have anxiety, depression, and PTSD, and I am in love with someone with depression, anxiety, and ADD. We are both battling the demons of dual-diagnosis, and it fucking sucks. It is a daily struggle, trying to be considerate of what the other person is going through, trying to be supportive while keeping each other accountable, trying not to trigger one another and still express how we feel and what we need. People ask me why I don't date someone who doesn't have the same issues as me...well, I've got a lot of answers to that question. For starters, straight-laced people have a tendency to judge people like me, and I won't tolerate that. I have ...