In love with a drug addict

Hi guys, welcome back to my blog.

I chose to get a little break for some time, while I settled over here in God’s own country.

I’m back now, and will try to be as active as possible, however I won’t promise that I’ll write everyday.

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So first and foremost excuse my English, and spelling errors.
Most of you, my readers knows that I’m a Danish born citizen, and homeless in America.
Most of the time it works out very well.. It’s not the ideal situation, but I e accepted it, and I’m working hard on getting the situation stable.

I’ve met many many people while being homeless, good and bad, I’ve seen a lot of things, and seen the darker side of Los Angeles.
I’ve been on the streets, behind churches, in churches, in shelters, at friends houses, in parking lots, in garages, etc.
A lot of people associate homelessness with addictions and alcohol abuse, and yes there is a truth to that unfortunately, however most of the people are good people, who was just very unfortunate.

I met my boyfriend through another friend, who had been helping out my mother and Kyle for a night, I chose to stay on the streets to let them have a place to stay at.
My boyfriend helped my mother with our dog, cause my other friend couldn’t have pets in her apartment.

When I met my boyfriend, my thought was, damn he’s a weirdo, and truthfully hi actually is, but he is a sweetheart.
He has his own issues unfortunately, but what I absolutely loved about him from the beginning was the fact that he loved my son.

Let me give you a little background on him.
He is 37 years old, natural born American citizen.
Has 3 children, from other relationships, and he’s a previous drug addict currently withdrawing.

First of all, I’ve always said that I would never get together with anyone over 30 years old.. I’ve also always said that I would never date someone who was smoking or had kids.
Lastly I’ve always said that I would never date someone who’s on drugs.

When I met him, my first thought was that he was a weirdo.. I was mean to him, and gave him the elevator look and left.
However I felt a strong connection, it was almost ureal.
I didn’t see him for another week or two, and when I met him again, we sat outside of a grocery store for the whole night.
I actually told him that he didn’t have to sit with me, but he insisted in staying with me and I couldn’t really refuse.
I couldn’t really sleep as I hate sleeping on the streets, so we just sat and talked.
I started feeling butterflies in my tummy and that’s when I knew that I was falling in love with him.
I cuddled up in his arm, and sat there until sunrise.
Yah, sorry for being a little poetic, but it’s true.
I was keeping an eye on Kyle and my mom, who slept in the parking garage.

I had a feeling from the beginning that he was doing drugs, I think non druggies sense that, however
He really didn’t show it, when he were high I wouldn’t notice, except a little slower speech and
Actions.

After that night he was basically attached to my hip – my choice, I kinda forced him
to be there, he didn’t leave my sight and I didn’t leave his.

We pretty quickly both accepted our feelings and proceeded into a relationship,
After me fucking up, and sleeping with another guy – dummie.
I love him dearly, but honestly it has been pretty Rocky.. I’m not in doubt, I wanna
Spend the rest of my life with him, but I also have to admit that an withdrawing addict can
Be pretty unstable.
Even though he’s unstable, he’s still the sweetest idiotic piece of shit I’ve ever met.
Not only is he very calm, he’s also very understanding, very loving and caring, a perfect listener
And incredibly good at giving compliments.
I absolutely love to crawl into his arms and fall asleep on his chest at night.
He is definitely the one that I want my next children with, and the one that I want to
Marry.

I know that loving a drug addict, or let me say a recovering drug addict is probably one of the
Stupidest things that I could do, but I can say from the bottom of my heart that I absolutely
Truly love him, with my heart and soul.

 

– Nadia.