I met Chris in my mid 20s while I was working as a boat mechanic. She worked in a bar/restaurant as a server. We dated on and off for five years. In the beginning, alcohol strained the relationship. I was severely alcoholic. She’d give me ultimatums, then leave. Then I’d swear up and down I would change. I never did.
Chris didn’t really use drugs when I met her. I took her down some roads she wouldn’t have been if we weren’t together. Eventually, she made some choices too. In the long run, we both made some bad choices, but I regret a lot of sh** I put her through. At one point, our whole relationship was based on drugs. We were more using buddies than boyfriend/girlfriend.
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