Feeling pretty desperate here.
My husband is an addict (prescription opiates) and it’s affected everything. He is getting very little support from doctors or our local drug service. He’s been offered a quick phone call once every few weeks. As he’s only on prescription medications (he was on over the counter too but cut down), they don’t seem very interested.
I truly believe it’s messed with his brain chemistry. He’s unstable, volatile (has smashed things), argumentative, emotional, I could go on and on. He’s also started sneaking alcohol, which he’s had issues with previously and hadn’t touched for years. I’m constantly anxious when he’s around and it’s giving one of my children anxiety, too.
I’ve tried to support him but he’s not making an effort to get better and, truthfully, I’ve started to hate everything about him. He’s not a nice person. He’s not in touch with any of his family and doesn’t have a single friend. We’ve been together all our adult lives and have 2 kids. We are basically all he has.
Our awful relationship is affecting the kids and I’m desperate to leave but trapped. We have no family where we live, and he isn’t from this country, so neither of us can stay anywhere else. We have a mortgage and live in an area where housing is expensive and rentals are almost impossible to come by.
He spent many years working away, and I (stupidly) was a stay at home parent while he worked away. I work now, but only bring home £1,200 a month. Rent on the most dire property in this area is more than that.
I love my job and the rest of my life, besides him. I try and do things away from him outside the house as much as possible with the kids and feel like I spend all day acting like Mr Bloody Tumble to keep the mood light. I’m exhausted.
I can’t think of any way out and feel so trapped. I’ve asked him to go to rehab and he won’t. I found him a therapist, but he won’t go. I’ve said he needs to go to narcotics anonymous groups and again, he won’t go. I’m just so sick of him and know that I deserve to be happy, as do the kids.
I don’t see I can possibly get out. I know if he was alone, he’d end up in a very bad way in terms of drugs and alcohol.