I don't know where to start really, I met RM a little over 2 years ago. I was very naive to his lifestyle and I fell for him.....he introduced me to drugs I had been so against before and we had a lot of 'fun' in the begining, I thought it was a short phase in his life and I was just experiencing it with him. I found out I was pregnant with twins after only a six months of knowing him. At some point it all hit me and I got really fed up... I came to the realization that he had a problem, an addiction to painkillers that when he didn't have them, he would use alternate drugs to get the same highs and lows vicodin/oxy gave him. He has made promise after promise, he was going to quit before the kids were born, then by Christmas...yata yata. Since October, he has been taking suboxone off and on... he has quit twice....(made it past all withrawls...)...but is not mentally ready, I know he has to do it in his own time, but his family (myself and his 11mo old twins) are suffering. He has hurt me so badly...not come home for days at a time in our family car with the carseats.... His mom is part of the problem, I know... she has taken vicodin in high doses daily since he can remember, was married 5 times and has witnessed RM's abuse (by stepfathers) and never spoke up. He blames her and she blames him right now for everything wrong with our lives. He can't quit while she is constantly making him 'get pills' for her. We are back to suboxone right now, but he has really bad teeth, so he is in constant pain... sometimes he takes tramadol......sometimes he suffers....Lately, I haven't felt close to him at all. He seems committed this time, but has failed so many times before... and without getting his teeth fixed I feel it will never go away....When he tries to be intimate.....I have to try to get into it...nothing is the same, I love him to death.....what do I do.... has too much damage been done?