Sad to say and even more difficult to explain. My Achilles heel knocked on my door and I let him in. To give you background we were very much in love, known each other for 5 years and were engaged for two and a half. At that time I pushed him away so I could keep smoking crack and drinking. You see, he had just completed the Overcomers program which is an awesome program by the way in Greenville South Carolina. Miracle Hill. I wanted him gone, I was so sick in my addiction that I wanted to be left alone and not busted anymore to smoke in peace! A friend of mine made me aware that I actually relapsed. Now the tables were turned, and I was so proud of myself, n a puffed up way until I saw him. He was using again, meth. He got married getting a divorce and wanted me back. I was over the moon, ever recognizing that this would never work out. At least I have closure now and peace of mind. I don't know if anybody else is going through that ? Was it just lack of fortitude and judgment or an actual relapse? He snuck out of my house with his belongings in a black plastic bag when I was in the bathroom. Just last night and I freaked out. You know the story ran down the hallway calling out to him but to no avail he was gone. I didn't cry, I was actually relieved because I know I did nothing wrong except cooking good food for 2 days, three packs of cigarettes trying to make up for the mistakes I had made two and a half years ago! My question is is it really a relapse? I've been clean a little over 5 months there was no drugs at my house mind you. Thank you for letting me share, my Achilles heel is no more and I can concentrate on me! To thine own self be true. Love you give me some feedback please and God bless Lauren Marstonk
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