So, I did it. I changed my phone number. It is something that I just had to do. I don't know who has been following my story, but these past couple of months have been really hard.

My husband is an addict. His addiction is really bad. So bad, that I followed him down the rabbit hole and got myself in a lot of trouble too. I am coming up on 3 years sober and he is still out in the street using, getting arrested and locked up in psych wards. The back and forth and chaos was just too much for me to bear, that I just had to break free.

So, I did.

I let myself kick and scream for a week, then asked my parents for help. I cleaned out everything he owned from my second bedroom and shipped ALL his stuff back to New York. I also turned it into a pretty guest room for all my friends. (See below)

I am also taking a really hard look at myself. Did I really believe I am so fat and ugly that the only man who could ever love me in my life could be this drug addict? I understand people can change, and God Bless them that do, but he is not even attempting it. And what I have learned in CODA, (Codependents Anonymous) is that I was seeking the validation of love that I never gave to myself. You guys have seen some of my posts - the things I say about myself are so vile and mean, I would never say that to one of you guys, my friends, my family, or even a younger version of myself.

The fact of the matter is, I have been doing this for years. So, it's time to break free. And I always open to making friends, so drop me a line!

In the meantime, I'll just keep on smiling!

Have a great night y'all.

LS