Yesterday my "husband" just got out of the car and walked away. We weren't arguing but I did tell him that I need to talk to him. He pretty much figured that I was going to tell him that I have had it with his way of life and how it is affecting me and our kids. This was about 3pm and he didn't come home and I happened to see him today going into a neighbors house, where there is nothing but alcohol and drugs. Im so depressed and in awe of this whole situation. My nerves are awful, just keep praying and asking God to give me the strength to not go and bring him back. I know that is the best thing for me. It's just so damn hard to do. This is crazy and Im really afraid that I will not be strong enough to resist being self destructive. Im holding on ok right now but I don't know what will come tomorrow. I feel like Im out of my body. My mind is racing and I just want the hurt to stop. I really don't know what else to say or do. Any advice?
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