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September 17, 2005
For my Friend....
Having been married about the same amount of years as my best friend from high school, we have grown through this craziness called matrimony together... That is until her asshole husband started lying and being secretive, and abusive, both mentally and physically. He's an addict and a drunk. (Mostly a drunk). They have a 4 year old son together. I honestly think she under-estimates the damage his presence does in the boy's life by way of comparison to the harm of a "Broken Home". The home was broken years ago- she just stayed in it, thinking she could fix it alone.
I knew her husband in high school, long before they got together- he was one of the loser kids... He is now a loser adult. His antics have made for the stuff of heartache and disbelief. His lies are not only hurtful, but most times stupid. He drinks too much, he uses drugs, and has been in so many scrapes, half of the LVMPD may know him by name. Even when he "almost" gets caught, the suffering is hers, not his. He sees to that.
I don't know what I can possibly tell her.... as it has to be her decision... so I will say this. I love you and I am here for you- even though I am so far away. If I need to hop a flight to come move you out, I will... If I need to come beat his ass, I can do that too. I may always regret the decision to call Matthew off, when he wanted to go beat the ever living shit out of him.That was 5 years ago when he was hurting you- and he is still doing it today.
I have said it before and say it again, you can and need to do better for yourself than that, and there are some things not worth saving. Not him, and not the faux relationship he has given you. Think of your son, and how it will wound him to grow up with that, instead of a vague memory and weekend visits.
Posted by TheFreud at September 17, 2005 7:28 PM
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I'm closer and will also come up to Vegas and help if you need it. Listen to my little girl, she's pretty smart.
Love you Heather... You're "other" Dad,
Ed
Posted by: Prplneon at September 18, 2005 9:39 PM
oh... GOOD LUCK. When I tried to "help", I alienated my "best friend". Somehow, it won't matter how much you love her... I think you will be left to wonder what YOU did wrong to save her... while she wonders, oddly, what might be wrong with her, to "deserve" such treatment.
I hope you can help her... eventually.
Posted by: Les at September 19, 2005 6:55 AM
