Original Source: musetreatment.com
I wish things had happened a different way. When I look back on the last few years, all I can feel is shame.
I wish you hadn’t had to find out the hard way what was really going on with your son, that I had changed first, before it came to that.
All the lies I told you – for years – while you tried so hard to believe that everything was ok. You wanted everything to be ok, you loved me too much to see the truth that was right in front of your eyes. It was easier to explain the missing money from your purse as a mistake, or something you misplaced, than to face the facts.
And the facts were, I was a lying, stealing, selfish drug addict.
It sounds harsh when I say it out loud, but it’s the truth.
See, I knew that my actions were killing you inside. I could see how you desperately wanted for me to get better, how you did everything in your power to fix me. I saw it all, but all I could think about…click here to continue reading