I just found out my fiance is a Soma addict. I love him so much and he is a wonderful person, but I don't know how to deal with this. Maybe someone here can give me some advice.
I haven't posted on healtrabroadoarRAB in years. My ex husband (that would be Mr. Lee) was an alcoholic and did some truly awful things to me. He didn't get help until I left the relationship. I almost drove myself crazy trying to help him, until I realized he had to help himself. The experience destroyed my trust and hurt me deeply.
I started a relationship with a new man, found my soulmate, fell head over heals in love and moved with him across the country. I know he has had some problems. In the past he has struggled with steroiRAB, pain killers and alcohol, but I thought he was off that stuff. He also struggles with depression and anxiety. But I have issues of my own and we are great together, so I didn't let any of this stop me. And I trusted him.
Over the past half a year, he's been having these terrible episodes where he shakes, gets disoriented, slurs his speech, and sometimes falls asleep for hours. It's like he's drunk, but I know he wasn't drinking. My theory was that he was having low blood sugar episodes. I've begged him to go to the doctor, but he resisted. I have worried myself sick over this. He finally got an appt, and when he showed up, they noticed he was confused and took him to the ER.
They started running all these tests, thinking it was seizures. During this time, he begged me to go home and get his laptop bag so he could work a little at the hospital. I went home and when I went to put the computer in the bag, I found the side pouch was full of Soma packages. A 30 second internet search confirmed that all of his scary symptoms could be attributed to soma. I confronted him at the hospital about it. He lied through his teeth and explained away everything. He swore on his life, swore on our relationship, that he was telling the truth. I didn't know if I believed him.
The next day at work, I read into Soma further, and realized there was no way he was telling me the truth. I went to the hospital and demanded he tell me and the doctors what is going on. So now he is discharged and supposedly going to get an appt with his psychologist.
I am beyond hurt. And so angry. he put me through all that worry when he knew exactly what was going on. he endangered his life and everyone elses on the road when he drove. He endangered his career due to the way he was obtaining the drug. He wasted the hospital staff's time, not to mention our money (which we are very short on) due to the uneccesarry hospital stay.
I feel so betrayed. Without trust, what do we have? I feel like he chose an addiction over me. I question how he can really love me. I want to be there for him, if he chooses to get help, but I don't know if I can go down this road again and retain my sanity.
I don't know what to say. Don't know what to do. Don't know how to feel. Don't know how to act with him. Do I laugh at his jokes? Do I go places with him? Do I be intimate with him? I want to do all of these things, but I don't want him to think I am ok with this situation.
I know addiction is a disease, and I truly want to be by his side and help him, but I don't know what to do. I made an appt with a counselor for next week. But until then, I am alone with my thoughts. No family or frienRAB here. He's not telling anyone, so I am supposed to lie to everyone we know. I am alone. And so is he. What do I do? I'm sorry this is so long, but any advice is welcome.