I regret the day that I helped this stupid bitch. I wish that she had died when she had OD. But no instead I stayed with her, I held her hand through it and lost my business over it, my sanity and now my husband. I grew up in an abusive household and an only child. I had no one in the world so when I met my husband who was the only person who understood me- I fell head over heels. He was my everything. I knew he had kids and I welcomed them, because I never had a family and I wanted them. I wanted to give them the love I never got. Obviously I was naive and it didn't work that way.