well here my shitty life, ive been living with my girlfriend for 2 and half years, been together for 3, we had known eachother for 12, when i first met her, she was to young at the time, 16, i was 25, i told her to come back when she was 18, well i didnt see her for about 6 years, and we saw each other again by chance and from there the sparks flew, got serious, met the familys, my family loved her and she was head over heels in love with me, nows where the shit starts, about a year ago she was diagnosed with bipolar, and depression, oh such fun, but we where still ok for a little bit,then came the addiciton from the medicine they gave her, zanex among other things, and it got bad enough i told her to go to rehab or we where gonna be done, she said she didn want to lose me and she went, that was 26 days ago, BUT thats not the sad part it ges better, so im fully ready to go to the meetings and counsling and anything to make it better, we where miserable and unhappy with all the fighting and it was all because of the drugs, i just wanted her to be straight, she is a great girl,and i really love her. So i go to the first meeting 14 days in and she says she isnt coming back to the apt. because she is afraid to relapse, im like what the frig is this, i was one of the reasons you went, then she drops the bomb, she dosent want to be in a relationship during her recovery. AHH isnt that nice, LOL, then is continues to suck, after a week, and she still calls me from rehab still saying she loves me, then she came home on wed. in time for thanksgiving, but to her moms house, where its supposed to be better for her, ha what a joke,
so her first 15 minutes there she calls me and i go get her and we talk and hang out for a few hours, things are looking ok, talked about starting over fresh and getting back to the way was and happy, but she is staying at her moms and wants to do the friend/dating each other/ we are kinda together thing. her mom told me that addicts shouldnt be in a relationship for 3 to 6 months before she came home, but it gets better, thanksgiving comes and my family who loves her, and fully supports her thru this, says to me where is she, thats right no girl on the holiday, sucks, the next day black friday, and they call it black for a reason, she calls me we hang out all day, things are feeling and looking great, we have sex, its babe this, babe that, i love yous non stop. and im feeling pretty good after all of this shit thats happened, LOL let me just tell you that i had murphy's law firmly welded to my ass for this!!!
After a few hours i start ot notice her acting wierd, im like are you ok, she tells me that its just the medicine she isnt used to it, now her mom doesnt want us to see eachother yet because of the rehab brain wash shit of the whole no reltionship thing, so i tell her to stop taking the pills because the lst thing we need is to have me drop her off and look messed up, shes 28 years old, but her mom is clueless and uses her, and then toss's her out when she dont need her. anyway, i take her to her moms, she is fine, she texts me and calls me tells me she is going to bed soon and to call her before i got to bed you know the i love yous thing, well an hour goes by, its around 2:30am, its her mom screaming at me accusing me of taking her to get drugs,because here she is all messed up in the bed, and im like she took to many of her pills, her mom hangs up on me, i dont know if this girl is dead or not, no answer, or if she throwing her out and i should expect to see her to drop her off, sit up till i cant hold my eyes open anymore till around 6:30am.
so now im stuck with not knowing whats going on, expecting the worst because one way or the other m gonna either have a basket case girl at my door over her usless clueless mother(trust me thats a long story to)or in order for her to stay at her moms i will probably not get to see her. at least for awhile,hoping lol, so the next day comes and she calls me and says everything is ok betwen her and her mom and that we are ok and everything is fine, so im supposed to be happy about that right, haha, yes there is more, i should write a book, today she works from 4 till midnight, im supposed to pick her up, but i must haver not gotten the whole story because now mom is picking her up, and what i feared the most happens, dont get ot see her, and mom pulled the if you want to stay here bullshit, so she says she will call me after work, 12:15 she calls me, says shes tired an laying down, says i love you goodnight.
so here i am in our apt. with all of her belongings and all she owns in this world except for a suitcase and travel bag of clothes she took with her, all our pictures are up, and it smells like her in here, and now i dont know when ill get to see her again, plus xmas is coming and my birthday and new years, looks like ill be alone for all them, the odd man out in the couples world because everybody we know have someone else. But here comes the funniest part, and i say funny because god has got a fucked up sense of humor, if i didnt live it i wouldnt beleive it myself, The only thing i had left to keep me company and i could talk to so i keep my sanity, our dog gets hit and killed by a friggin truck, WTF! I sont even dare say it, you all know it, it cant get any, im not even finishing the sentence, i might end up with testical cancer or somthing, but thats how my life is going right now, All alone at home, no girl, dogs dead, fighting with her mommy, so i can have my girl back, and she is being stubborn and twisting the knife. I feel like taking a flame thrower to something. | |
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