Nar-Anon Chat™

Hi I'm new to this my boyfriend is currently in rehab and to say the month and a half leading up to it was difficult would be an understatement. When we first started dating he was in "recovery" so I thought. Being the understand and accepting person I am I decided to give it a shot. Everyone deserves a chance right? Well everything was great I was happy for the first time in a very long time. Then things started getting shady. One Sunday after we spent the weekend together he told me he was going to a meeting. I said okay text me when your done. He texted me saying meeting was over and he was going to lunch with a couple of the guys. I said okay have fun. That was the last I heard from him. Hours went by no connect my messages weren't going through I was in a panic. I started calling hospitals and police stations trying to find in with no luck. I finally went to sleep in hopes I'd hear from him in the morning. I woke up and still nothing. I went about my day and decided to go take a ride to his job. Was I drove out there I said to myself if his cars there at least I know his alive and okay. Well I get there and his cars there. He was on lunch so I got out my car and walked up to him. He was on the phone with someone laughing and smiling so my phone broke couldn't be an excuse. Anyways he goes on to tell me he relapsed and he was to disgusted with himself to answer me. I started crying and told him that I'm here for him and we will work things out together get him back into meetings and back on his medicine. Well the next couple weeks were filled with lies and me constantly crying and worrying for him. But he finally hit bottom he finally decided he couldn't stop on his own and he wanted to enter treatment. So found a hospital for him to go into. The Sunday before he was being admitted I found out he was cheating on me. I was so upset and hurt I didn't know what to do. We didn't get into it much because he was " hurting" from not having his fix. Monday morning comes and I bring him to start his rehab. I was so hurt and upset because here I find out this horrible news and now his leaving me with all this to bare on my own. But I also knew without him going into treatment he would of killed himself. Well here we are now his coming home Monday and we have talked constantly and wrote each other pretty much everyday. He seems hopeful for our future and his recovery. But I'm scared because I don't know how I'm going to handle him being home how can I trust him after all the lies. We are going to start counseling when he comes home since we were denied a family session while he was in rehab. I love him very much and want nothing more to see him clean and happy. I do realize I'm powerless when it comes to his addiction.