After growing up in a household full of drug addicts I somehow landed myself at the age of 17 in a relationship with a troubled guy battling a meth addiction. I had always told myself that I would never start or pursue a relationship with someone addicted to ANYTHING, let alone meth. But alas I was head over heels by the time I found out about his dark secrets. I was going to SAVE him. Obviously we all know how the story goes, and no one can save anyone. They have to save themselves. Without making a long story even longer we both can say we made it out the other side mostly in tact. It was the fight of my life as well as his that lasted over 10 years and he still struggles to this day but 99% of the time it is easy sailing. Which leads me to wonder...If I had the chance to go back in time and reverse it all...Would I do it again? Would I stay? Would I love someone and support them through all the lying, cheating, stealing, and abuse for a nasty little drug? My answer is no, I wouldn't. As much love and happiness as we have today, I wish I would have walked away. I wouldn't have wished our battle, my battle, his battle on anyone. How about you?