I moved out of state with this girl and lived together for 5 or so years. We were in our early 20's, she was hot, she was on birth control.....I smashed it at least once a day most days during those years, it was fantastic. I smoked weed, she didn't like to smoke, I'd make her cookies but she didn't like that a lot, either. This was when the only vaporizing option were those big, expensive volcanos with the bag/balloon. She tried some pills and likes those, namely Vicodin (oxycodine). She got a prescription and started to go downhill. I tried to talk to her about it but she said it's the same as me smoking. I grew more and more unhappy with the situation, we had more fights and at least three times I said maybe we should be adults and split up while we're still friends instead of us ending up hating each other. She'd cry and say we could fix this, I'm all she wants and needs, she loves me so much yadda yadda yadda. [spoiler]I later found out during that same timeframe she was telling her friends the exact opposite - she was telling me we needed to break up but I'd just start crying and begging her to stay[/spoiler] She started, imo, abusing the pills and she'd drink vodka with them because alcohol increases the effects. Started going into her work late, laying out....then one day she just quits. Says she'll get another job but instead sleeps or takes the pills/drinks and stays on the laptop. She got 45 a month and would go through them in 2-3 weeks. No cleaning, no real cooking.....then one night I'm standing at the kitchen sink just staring out the window and she's at the table on the laptop and starts getting all paranoid saying I was spying on her and trying to see what she was doing.....so I obviously knew something was going on. I asked a day or two later and she said I was being paranoid. She starts hanging out with other pill heads, ones that shot up and a certain group will be at our place when I get home. This one guy in particular, I just have a feeling but don't say anything. I notice she texts back and forth a lot and if I walk by or sit near her she shifts so the screen is out of my view or gets up, things like that. I looked at her phone once and all her sent and received messages were cleared out. Then one night I come home and it's just him there and he's acting odd, not high odd but a guilty odd. After a minute of awkward conversation he tells me he's going to walk to the store for cigarettes, I go take a shower. My g/f walks in angry asking where he went, what'd I say to him to make him leave? Nothing he said he eas going to thr store. She leaves the bathroom and like 45-60 seconds later I just 'know. I get out of the shower and she's gone. Get in my car and see the two of them on a side street so I loop around and come up on them walking, holding hands. I worked out and he had 0 muscle so I knew if I hit him I'd probably end up in jail with a record. So instead I pull beside them, honk and say "-blam!- you and -blam!- you, you can have her" then drive back home and immediately start packing my car up. I leave a LOT of stuff I regretted later but at the time just wanted to leave. She came back when I almost had as much packed in my car as I could and was like "what are you doing? What's it look like? Can't we talk about this? There's nothing to talk about. I'm not sure what I want to do yet. It looked to me like you had your mind made up" and I left. Stayed at a motel for two days then crashed at friends until I got a place. She'd call and text asking for money, once asking if I could get a prescription and give it to her since I don't like pills, she'd do anything, [i]anything[/i] if I did, once saying she broke up with him and wants me back. I declined all her offers. I ended up getting laid off and moved a state up. A few years later she sent me a friend request on Facebook and a message saying she needed to talk to me. I googled her and found she had been recently arrested and the mugshot looked so horrible, it was sad how downhill she went. She sent me another one a few months ago. Saw her brother as a concert a few years later but we were cool and he said he understood. I got tested about 10 months after and again after another 8 or so and luckily was clean. It wasn't so much the cheating as much as being taken advantage of and used to support her lifestyle. After that I stuck to one/two night stands and friends with benefits for a few years and had a LOT of fun.