I am 24 years old from London, I have been with my friend for 4 years, we have been living together for a year and a half. When we met, I worked as a waiter in a neighborhood restaurant, at first it was even a little annoying. My family is financially good only that they have always been strict even though we had the money I started working at 16 years old.
When I met [censored] I had a serious relationship for 2 years, which was falling apart. He was the opposite of my current boyfriend, and maybe we broke up, which was why he was throwing himself into the arms of [censored]. The difference in age is 8 years, and I thought he would have grown up, enough. We started to meet more and more often, he drank, but I was not impressed because, and my father drinks, he is a good father.
My parents were against me meeting him, so I became more and more interested in him. His father died almost before the new year, he took it very hard because his father was the last living relative. Then he offered me to live with them and his brother, I was wondering what to say to my parents, but I did not have the courage to take my clothes from home and left without telling anyone and went to him.
My mom and dad told me that going back doesn't have what I chose. That's it. In the beginning when I applied everything went smoothly, [censored] and his brother was very independent and it was easy for me to get used to one cooking the other cleaning and washing in the evening we watched movies. At that time I did not believe that the gatherings at home for 2-3 weeks would not stop.
It went on so smoothly for about a year shortly before Christmas, I was worried about Christmas Eve, the family dinner had to be prepared by my mother, and by me. On the 23rd of December we went out to a restaurant and a "friend" of his came there, who is not very pleasant to me due to the fact that he is a drug addict. I frowned because I knew that if they got drunk [censored] he would drink on the 24th in the morning and fall asleep the next night. I told him and begged him not to ruin Christmas Eve.
Mako, after I moved to live with him, I started working in a company and received a good salary, so I decided to buy gifts for everyone with the bonuses and the salary for December. the system I bought gifts for his brother and my family. I was really looking forward to this holiday and I tried to make everything perfect. it happened the way I thought I got angry, I threw him the gift and said that he ruined the holiday and I don't want to see him.
I decided to leave it, I packed my bags in a bag and decided to go, I didn't know where, but despite everything I was packing, convinced that it would stop me. Well, he stopped me while I was stuffing my clothes in my jacket, I felt severe pain in my back - I couldn't believe I was giving him a present and his gift was a fist in my back. I jerked and begged him to let me go, but he didn't listen to me, I felt an only dull pain in the hit place.
He fell asleep from the cocaine and alcohol he had swallowed, and I kept crying and looking at him for a moment, thinking he was retaliating, and I reached out to hit him, but I couldn't. It is very easy to solve your problems with a fight. In the evening at 10.00 he woke up and didn't remember anything, I told him what had happened, but the current did not believe, apologized to me and begged me not to leave it. Now is the time to say that when he is sober / 4 days a week / he is very kind, he gives me presents and pampers me, but only until Thursday or Friday comes.
The story of drunkenness and cocaine was repeated on New Year's Eve. On the first of January he promised me he wouldn't drink and sniff and we kissed.
Holidays came and the picture was repeated, sometimes I had the feeling that he would never sober up, and when that happened he would start again with his apologies. A week ago, he barely got home and said he wanted to eat. I warmed him a steak and started slicing vegetables for him as a garnish when he got up, took the plate from the microwave, and threw it on the ground. I was angry because all the household chores were gradually loaded on me and I had cleaned the day before while he was drinking.
He made a remark to him and he jumped on me, pushed me on the bed and started beating me, took a knife and put it in my throat, I told him that I was leaving and that I wouldn't even take my clothes when he heard that he was even angrier and not gave me the shoes I bumped into him and locked myself in the bathroom. She started kicking the door, I squeezed it from the inside, she said she would kill me and cursed me, I turned on my phone on record and started crying softly. He slammed and slammed the door for about an hour, then got tired and fell asleep, waited to hear his snoring, and left. I played the recording and he deleted it and apologized again.
I don't use any drugs since I'm with him and I don't drink, I have a university degree in economics and I don't understand why he hates me so much when he gets drunk. What worries me is that I take everything very hard and since the new year I've been thinking about suicide, I've been thinking about throwing myself off the block, jumping in front of the flight, or cut my veins. Two months ago, I swallowed the first aid kit unsuccessfully.
One of my pills got stuck in my throat and I swallowed everything or so that I wouldn't die. The thought of getting rid of this world became more and more obsessive, and when he told me a month ago that he wanted to have a child, I was horrified and imagined how the child would witness my humiliation. Today is Sunday and the story is the same I went to a church to light a candle and ask for things to get better.
I was sitting in the church and I was thinking what I would look like in the coffin, now while screaming and shedding tears I don't know how long it will last if something happens I want to tell everyone don't drink don't sniff there is a habit of getting rid of no. The thought of getting rid of this world became more and more obsessed with me, and when he told me a month ago that he wanted to have a child, I was horrified and imagined how the child would witness my humiliation. Today is Sunday and the story is the same I went to a church to light a candle and ask for things to get better. I was sitting in the church and I was thinking what I would look like in the coffin, now while screaming and shedding tears I don't know how long it will last if something happens I want to tell everyone don't drink don't sniff there is a habit of getting rid of no.
The thought of getting rid of this world became more and more obsessed with me, and when he told me a month ago that he wanted to have a child, I was horrified and imagined how the child would witness my humiliation. Today is Sunday and the story is the same I went to a church to light a candle and ask for things to get better. I was sitting in the church and I was thinking what I would look like in the coffin, now while screaming and shedding tears I don't know how long it will last if something happens I want to tell everyone don't drink don't sniff there is a habit of getting rid of no.
1 missluck_1 answered
Hello, just leave and start a new life. You are independent enough and you can do it. Your friend is a drug addict and needs treatment. Addicts are such people that they abuse the trust and love of others, so don't get attached to his talk. Even if he thinks he's good, he doesn't have the strength to do so. He has obviously gone to the bottom ... The bad thing is that he drags those around him with him. Just drop the whole thing and start a new life, there are so many men who would be happy if they had a caring girl like you by their side. And you dumped him for death :) things are never so dramatic. We just make them like that in our thoughts :)) Good luck! Male 29y.o.