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It's called Dependency.
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He has a fixation to methadone, heroin and ecstasy. I cannot help but be completely and utterly terrified that one of these days I’m going to come home to find my husband expired slumped over the side of the bathtub as if he was attempting to drown himself due to his conscious filled with spite but instead he unintentionally overdosed. His horrible addiction intimidates me. What would be the most pertinent thing to tell my son when he is mature enough to understand that his father was a screw up? Right now he can probably hear me weeping through the amniotic membrane that he is going to be trapped in for the next 3 months. The last thing I want to do is burden my child before Jaelan can even comprehend the real world that he is soon to encounter. I named him Jaelan after his father, Jay. Sometimes I regret naming him after the horrible man he has become. Instead I tend to look at him and see the old Jay that I fell in love with, married to and started a lovely family with.. or so I thought. I would rather see that man than this broken down corpse that scarcely stands in front of me today. A lot of times I sit around wondering what could have been.
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