i have written two confessions on here so far.. "reading these posts" and "my gfs an addict". here comes the third.[br][br]tonight, on new years eve, i plan on sitting my gf down and breaking up with her. we've been going steady for 2 years now and made it 14 weeks into our own little family. she's been taking pills from her mom. taking as in receiving. and i was always confident that she was falling into or continuing the path she said she came from, i just never had proof enough to question anything. just a hunch which with my past life style i know that's not credible for someone who's honestly trying. so it bothered me just "not enough" in a sick and twisted perspective, i guess, to project my insecurity. so for months i let it slide/build but noticed with the trust she surely knows she's been given, that it didn't take long for it to be mistreated. she would slip up and get more high than what she planned and the nod would be there guiding her head. i would notice that after every visit from her mom would be followed by a burst of short term energy and quick to blow anger with a sense of problem solving that would change who i loved. she is not the same person at all when she's high but i refuse to believe, she's about to change. she has sworn on her dads grave twice about not taking pills. she tried a third time before i let my source go and showed her the proof. after a literal 3 seconds she replies with, "i took half a forty ONE time a few weeks ago and anything other than.that i told you about. I've only taken relaxers and I've always told you." well she should have remembered that the time she confessed about was initially the truth about taking a relaxer. a crack head won't accept coke if he knows he can get crack. that's all there is to it. her mom has been scamming the system for years now and has all the good pills, with a wide variety.. mostly 80's so if you can get steak from the keg, why accept burger king? so long story short... I've strived from where i was to where i am for too long now and completely turned my back on my addiction. i left my city, lost all my friends (the good and the bad) went back to school, got a job, met a girl and found an apartment, started a family.... and this is where you started reading. i can't let her being.me down and i know i can't help.someone who thinks they have all the solutions and wavers from any form of help. so. where this goes, is out of my hands. its killing me tho. if i leave, there's only her mom left because she worn out all of her other bridges and has the rest of the world.convinced that she's sober.