Hi, I have a partner who's an alcoholic and drug addict (kratom). It's been four years. When we met, he in a vulnerable touching moment told me he was a recovering drug addict, and that was an empathy and admiration of his honesty that helped me through the following years. Year one he was acting distant, but I chalked it up to him working on his recovery and met it with compassion and trust. Year 2 he developed alcoholism and it waas rough, a lot of abuse. I'm someone who stayed firm, supportive, loving, eventually he broke me down. I started to reason and ask questions rather than to listen and forgive, but the screaming and insults continued and I started to internalize shame. Year three he finally said he was ready for rehab. He yelled at me from rehab and also in sobriety his anger issues became scary and worse. I left him, but finally came back this year because he told me he was sober. The first few months were so much more hopeful and positive, and I saw myself making promises to commit to this relationship for real, now that he was sober. I started blaming myself for the things he accused me of (abandoning him, being a whore for dating other men during our breaks, bullying my finances (which didn't make sense to me, because I'm not in debt and my savings are small but growing)). He also would open up to me about his alcohol cravings, and his new psychiatrist and support group, and I was always telling him how happy I was for him. And let myself believe a life together was finally possible.
Last month a few days before my birthday and weeks of his returned agitation, I found out he had been secretly using drugs (kratom) since we reunited. It was heart breaking and so disorienting. And he seems... embarrassed but I can't tell if remorseful. The first thing he said nonstop was how "relieved" he was. I love him and care for him deeply (don't we all?) but constantly hearing how relieved he was while blind to my pain was hard. So he was spending tons of money on drugs, having alcohol cravings while on drugs, lying to me, psychiatrist, support group, friends, etc. And still blaming me in a lot of his story, "at least it's not heroin." And I still feel sad for him, but am also really suffering on a new level.
A week later I found out he's been abusing kratom since we met. So the story of the "recovering addict" was that he was actually still actively using. During these years he gave me half lies of a day relapse or whatnot, but he was using the first year of our relationship. He then admitted he was using when I last left him and that explained his severe agitation and anger issues (he blamed it often on me, for asking questions). The money issues? He often put me in difficult and sad situations of cancelled holidays or me paying for them because he doesn't admit to having money (I don't make a lot of money either, this is hard for me, but I try to budget). One time he screamed at me when I was talking about how much my groceries were and I drove straight to his apartment and dropped off all my canned goods, he said nothing of it.
He's put himself and others in danger. When I was on holiday with friends (a trigger for him) he got so drunk he left his dog outside in the snow. He drank so much he went psychotic while calling me a whore and I rushed to find him and call his friends to stabilize him. He gets by. He has amazing friends, who I admire. His parents support him financially when he couldn't get by.
I'm in the middle of exams. I'm 34, now freezing my eggs with my limited savings. Trying to change my life and make it better. And asked him for some space but he is still giving me a roller coaster of emotions. He is three weeks sober, already enjoying life with his friends again. Acting "nice" but it doesn't sit well with me, I'm so uncomfortable, heartbroken, stressed, sad. I haven't had this in years but I had a trigger in a eating disorder last night (its weird how some of these behaviors just creep in). I'm someone who loves routine, exercise, friends family, connecting with the world and choosing to be better and work harder (and also rest and love myself). This is so hard. I'm trying to separate the man I love from who makes me feel so loved from the addict who screams, abuses, lies, broken promises, plays games. He's my best and most fun friend but also the most painful person I've encountered in my entire life. I wanted children he knew this. He's had affairs, was abandoned by his last partner of over a decade (from him it seems like the abuse was mutual), and he said he learned his lessons when we met. I thought he was wise and adult. Now I feel like he stole from me.
Not my proudest moment but I know his reddit account and I see him making posts in judgement of me, others, and bragging of his sexual history, his empathy, his recovery journey (a braggy condescending tone, but parenthesizing because maybe I'm biased).
I've been told to not make a decision at this time. I started my Al Anon meetings the day I found out. I know there will be a moment that will make it clear when to leave. I feel like I can't, won't. But what more do I need? Please help.
i'm sorry this is so long. maybe it's a vent, but i just cannot see clearly anymore.