What about me?

The drug abuse and the lying and cheating and stealing went on for many many years. 

And through it all, I stood by Mr. Big.  I took every single punch he threw at me.  I was a rock...albeit, a crumbling rock, but I was a rock and an amazing person to him.

And today, as I sit here and reflect on all of this, I wonder, how can he still be making the choices he's making?

Yes, I understand, that he doesn't want to be a "bad" guy anymore and he made a bed and now he feels he has to lie in it, but what about me? 

I am at the point where, for my own sanity, I NEED to walk away. 

But I truly love this person.