I've waited for years for God to place a man in my life that I felt would be the ONE. The bells rang the birds sang everthing that I thought love would bring . Then it happened on one celebrated night a drink came across the table and I sent it back later that evening when we said good night I could smell the alcohol on his breath. This was the beginning of a chapter I never wanted to read. Within two weeks I began to see the change in his body becoming smaller the loss of muscle. Then as the weeks went on more and more drinking, friends from no where begain calling. Then he would just have attitude constantly. He would ask for money to pay bills others would tell me that they loaned him money. For me the end was when he stood next to me in church and asked for money to buy drugs. This is when I really knew that the Devil was alive and a liar. It has broken my heart that this has happen to a good man but I can;t seem to tell him that it's over or that the wedding is off. I know that I can not marry this drug, for right now that is what is in esistance the drug not the man. How I can continue to deal with this and what can I do to help him. I have found that a drug user is one of the worlds best liars. My heart is brolen and my soul parted from his, Yes I do love this man but I love God and myself more. I can not allow this man to bring me down with the usage of drugs and loose everything that I have for the pleasure of having a mate. This is a hard pill to swallow. It is like a dream that I just can not awaken from. If there are suggestions I would love to hear them.