Every day he earned 100 florin and a few small errands were done about 20 to 25 florin and the rest was his. The crack got him every night he had to get his hits.. Then he came home and went on the chair for himself staring out at the toilet and then go to bed. During the day, he pretended nothing was going on and as if she hadn't been yelling at him. His crack was everything to him and he didn't want to hear her because he had it under control. She was tired of never there was any exstra money to buy medecines or shampoo. If she needed anything, she'd go to his brother's, and he'd always be there for her.. The crack had confiscated him and his sense of her seemed gone.. She even believed that he never loved her hab and only abuse. It was easy to have a wife in the house but it didn't work anymore and he kicked her out of the house. She went to his brother where she did get love and attention. The love for his brother was out finally big and she let him. He came with regrets but he lost her. #crack #addiction

Life with an addict