Hello,
It has been about 2 years since I was on here last, and I have come back out of desperation. The same thing that brought me here in the first place. This past January, I found out my husband's big secret, he's an addict. Alcohol, drugs and gambling. Probably something I have known for a long time, but desperately found reasons to believe the lies, because I couldn't see any other way to get through the day. Since the truth came out, I was strangely relieved. This meant, there was a solution to our financial problems. This meant that my husband's mental state was actually not as serious as I thought (money would go missing and he'd have, apparently, no recollection of how). This also meant that my husband was not AS unlucky as he made his life out to be. When he got stabbed, or tires slashed, it was drug related. What this also meant, was for the 8 years we have been together, he had been lying to me. I caught him in a lie a few times since knowing the truth, and have been saddened and amazed at the elaborate lie he tells when he had no clue I know the truth.
Since the truth had come out, he had gone to rehab and attends every AA and NA meeting he can. He even started going to church. At the same time, he had chronic thoughts of suicide, anxiety, nightmares, depression, etc. Since rehab I found out something that indicated he was lying to me again. I forced the truth of of him. The truth was that he had been looking for drugs. Apparently did not get any and was ashamed he tried. What scared me was how hard he fought to keep the truth from me.
Lying for him, as I understand it, is a survival tactic learned at a young age. He has talked about an intense fear of telling the truth. He says he's trying to build trust, but things keep happening that are questionable. Like my purse went "missing" last week from our house. Coincidently, the only time I had money in it, which was meant to buy a new washer. That night he stayed out 3 hours later then he said he would. Or just times where he had spent money and promised to bring back a receipt, but had an excuse on why he didn't.
The point of all this, is not so much to focus on his addictions, but more on the lying. I know addictions are often partnered with lying, but I believe his lying is a habit of survival learned not for the sake of the addiction but for the sake of not getting beaten or thrown onto the streets as a child. I feel desperate, because I am exhausted, and I don't know how to approach all this
It has been about 2 years since I was on here last, and I have come back out of desperation. The same thing that brought me here in the first place. This past January, I found out my husband's big secret, he's an addict. Alcohol, drugs and gambling. Probably something I have known for a long time, but desperately found reasons to believe the lies, because I couldn't see any other way to get through the day. Since the truth came out, I was strangely relieved. This meant, there was a solution to our financial problems. This meant that my husband's mental state was actually not as serious as I thought (money would go missing and he'd have, apparently, no recollection of how). This also meant that my husband was not AS unlucky as he made his life out to be. When he got stabbed, or tires slashed, it was drug related. What this also meant, was for the 8 years we have been together, he had been lying to me. I caught him in a lie a few times since knowing the truth, and have been saddened and amazed at the elaborate lie he tells when he had no clue I know the truth.
Since the truth had come out, he had gone to rehab and attends every AA and NA meeting he can. He even started going to church. At the same time, he had chronic thoughts of suicide, anxiety, nightmares, depression, etc. Since rehab I found out something that indicated he was lying to me again. I forced the truth of of him. The truth was that he had been looking for drugs. Apparently did not get any and was ashamed he tried. What scared me was how hard he fought to keep the truth from me.
Lying for him, as I understand it, is a survival tactic learned at a young age. He has talked about an intense fear of telling the truth. He says he's trying to build trust, but things keep happening that are questionable. Like my purse went "missing" last week from our house. Coincidently, the only time I had money in it, which was meant to buy a new washer. That night he stayed out 3 hours later then he said he would. Or just times where he had spent money and promised to bring back a receipt, but had an excuse on why he didn't.
The point of all this, is not so much to focus on his addictions, but more on the lying. I know addictions are often partnered with lying, but I believe his lying is a habit of survival learned not for the sake of the addiction but for the sake of not getting beaten or thrown onto the streets as a child. I feel desperate, because I am exhausted, and I don't know how to approach all this
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