Last August (2011) I found out that my boyfriend of 2 years had relapsed into an opiate addiction in May of the previous year. I had previously confronted him, but he denied it and lied to my face, or became defensive, etc. I finally asked to see his arms, he fled our apratment, I tracked him down, found his stash ( roxies, oxies, meth, coke, xanax...you name it) and met with him and his family. Flying blind on where to send him for rehab (he said he didn't like 12-step programs, he had been in one before and "it didn't work for him" and he left after 30 days. His dad spoke to a Narconon rep who convinced him to send him to Vista Bay, in Watsonville, CA. It ended up being a rehad facility based on the works of L. Ron Hubbard, where they didn't focus on the past or drug addiction, but only on "staying positive."
Well, he was suspended for running his mouth after five months. He is back, and I broke up with him last night after he told me that I was less important to him than I was before, no fun, that he didn't have time to work on the relationship or seek further counseling right now. I feel so used and taken for granted after supporting him through rehab, trying to help him with his "deep depression" before rehab and then being told that even though I am the "most important person in his life", this relationship was not worth his effort. What did I do wrong?