I don’t know what to say… Though it wasn’t an addiction that made things vey difficulkt for me… I’ve seen it too, even with my own current living situation.
Things were going to be so much better when we had our place together, Tannera and I kept telling each other before we moved in together. But when we both found ourselves suddenly unemployed and then eventually merely underemployed, in a place that had literally twice the cost of living as before, and I realized just how antisocial my partner was… Having a hermit for a girlfried really doesn’t help when you’re suddenly in a new place where you need to meet new people. She argues that my addiction is the computer. She’s possibly right about that, being that I probably have more friends online than in “real life” (don’t think me THAT way, I do have many friends outside of cyberspace, I just find that like minds as myself generally aren’t within a 50 mile radius, regardless of what the topic may be… I mean, I’m in IOWA), and that I just spent $60 on a new webcam…

And although having another partner, Amanda, living with me makes me feel good to know she’s safe, the fact that we still haven’t been able to find employment for her, commbined with the fact that Tannera and I’s 40-hour work week makes it so we don’t have time to do housework (yet Amanda, in the house nearly all day, doesn’t have time to either), sometimes makes me feel as though things are a bit lopsided there too…

Although I could tell you to hang in there, if that’s not your real desire, then I shouldn’t. I can’t advise you either way on this situation, partly because my missing you would make anything I say seem either selfish or uncaring… Though I can say I’ve seen some similar things, though with my two partners, it isn’t the green they’ve been constantly smoking despite my pleading with them, it’s tobacco, something which is arguably much worse for them, and even worse still that they try to do it “behind my back” when they tell me they’re quitting/cutting down.

But do know this, I am listening, and I miss hearing from you. I don’t care whether it’s the good or the bad, I want to at least be here to listen and keep my thoughts with you through it.

*kisses*

*anecdote*
If it’s any consolation, I didn’t fuck the first girl that I had slept with because, after swearing up and down to me that her little Kentucky hide was off of speed, she popped pills in front of me that night, before we did go to bed together. After that, I didn’t want to touch her. She’d lied to me, and I felt betrayed.
*end anecdote*

I’m sure that is how you’re feeling right now, too. *hugs*

Hell, I don’t mind if an SO uses, but she should trust me to be mature enough that she can be honest with me about her use habits!

ps: love you much.

juli.