She lived with me... I moved her in because she lost her job. Long story short, her meth habit caused her to go outside of our relationship to get "favors" from guys... and to the point that she wouldn't come home at night.
I was DONE with that after the 3rd time. (I won't tell ya'll about the time she did a 'favor' for a guy that gave her permission to swim in an already closed swimming pool at a hotel).
Yeah, she was a tragic person.. and as meth goes, it's a tragic lifestyle. I survived not meth, but, my meth using girlfriend. I removed her from my life and I and doing so much better because of it.
2.5 years ago, after she finally made me decide to kick her out... I'm dating a wonderful woman. Tonight, we cooked fajitas together. Wine, wonderful conversation that's not all about camera's constantly watching her... but just good conversation. We even talked about cheese. lol.
Her? The last time I heard, was that she's living with her dad, that suplies her with meth. So, she's still on the straight path to no-where.
I'm just so glad I was able to leave, and not be attached anymore, and not feel like I was going down with the ship. I think that is key. Once I did it.. she knew I gave up on her, and went her own way, leaving me out of her life.
That's a key point for people that want to leave their meth abusers as well. Just give up on them, and they will see that you gave up, and leave you alone. I'm so happy that I've done that.
Let them sink with their own ship.