Guest Posted March 25, 2006 Posted March 25, 2006 I am a 25-year-old single mother. I've been going out with my boyfriend for 2 years. Aside from certain problems, he is by far the best man I've dated. For the most part, he is patient, listens, and we get along great. He's never cheated and does alot for me. He is also great with my son and we both get along with each other's families. The only thing that irks me is that he is of the "free spirit" type. He is all about experience, and taking the occasional drug pill when at his friends house is not out of the question. I'm glad he doesn't take it home, but while at home, he finds a different way to experiment. He brews herbs (not weed, since it gives him a headache), like damiana and kava in tea and sometimes smokes them. He even eats a certain kind (Calea Zacatechichi, Blue Vervain, etc) that affects his dreaming. Technically, these herbs are not illegal, but the primary reason he does this is to get high without breaking the law. The website says that it is to be used as an incense and not eaten, but he goes and eats them. So even though the way he uses the other herbs might be fine, the way he the dream herb is still illegal. But that's not all, lately. He knows the way I feel about his experimenting and occasional drinking. I can't afford to lose my son. I'm afraid they will take him away and he will be forced to live with his abusive father if they find out about my boyfriend's herbs. They might deem it a bad environment and take my son away. Every time I ask my boyfriend about what he took or how much, he usually starts off with vague answers. I have to keep asking him to get the full truth out of him. The sad part is that the more vague answers I get, I feel that he is not really communicating with me and I feel less and less love for him. And if I even try talking to the guy, all I get is a stupid reminder that I'm not as strong as him and I need to fix problems with myself. Nobody is perfect, no matter how strong or mature you are, and isn't a partner is supposed to be supportive, right? Then why do I hate myself now? With great decisions come great responsibility. I made the decision to keep my son about 4 years ago. I am not as free as I was back in college. It would have been different back then, but now I have a son to think about. What do you think?
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