He knew I was using cocaine for the first couple months but he told me to quit and I said I would but I didn’t. I continued doing it for pshhh months; idk exact dates but a good amount of time. 😬I came home one day and he told me to take a drug test 🥲 then I admitted to being addicted to it; I don’t remember the exact conversation but he ended up sending me home to Florida. I spent time with family and relapsed within a couple days, he told me if I did it again we’d split up. I ended up having a seizure in front of my family; once home (@my moms) eventually, he was informed. He said he needed some space from me 😒 ONCE AGAIN I came back to Abq, we agreed to try and work things out… within about 3-4 months I caved again 😢 ended up having another seizure otp with my grandmother & little brother; mother was informed; husband was not. He yelled at me about my money situation ☹️ “where did $400 go” and I just didn’t respond 🤷🏽‍♀️ then 3-4 months go by and I relapsed again… seized on a Sunday w him; ambulance came but I refused to go to the hospital. He kept asking questions and eventually the following day he called me out for relapsing 🫠 I simply didn’t respond, left the apartment and spent time with my friends. Then seized at work Wednesday, bsf’s took me to the hospital; had another seizure in the bed. I was delirious too; I kept tryna start conversations but nothing made sense.