we manage to fight everyday now. every single day. he tells me he will come over tuesday. he doesn't. then he tells me he will come over wednesday. and he doesn't. finally he tells me he will come over today, and he doesn't. to top it all off he has rehab three times a week, which leaves me three hours alone, everyday. he goes to sleep early, wakes up late, and then chooses to ignore me half the time when he really can talk.
i mean, i know i shouldn't complain about the rehab, because for most people it works out just fine. the only problem is that michael isn't like most people. he isn't taking the opportunity to get better. he uses it to make more friends. the only problem with these friends is that they are addicted to all sorts of drugs. does he really think befriending them is a great idea at this point?
i honestly have no idea what to do anymore. our relationship has turned to pure shit. and since november, i have been hoping that things will get better. each time something happened, all i wanted was to say to myself "he will change. he will get better and learn not to do this kind of stuff" but of course, he doesn't. besides, he is a fifteen year old teenage boy. he has his hormones, and he will do anything he has to do to satisfy himself. if that means cheating on me, trying to overdose and then blaming it all on me for not getting sexual pleasure from me, then so be it.
i dont think i can even manage to stay on the phone with him for longer then five minutes without getting irritated. he blames his personality on the drugs, saying it stopped his emotional changing period when he was twelve. bullshit. fucking bullshit.
and then he cheats on me. ally, deven, holly, becka, and krystal.
they all make me feel wonderful.