My DH is a product of a mentally, emotionally and physically abusive, alcoholic father and a mother who is devoutly religious and is an enabler. My DH has addiction issues, and a slew of health problems including mental health issues and blood pressure, thyroid and digestive problems. He is an incredibly loyal, desperately loving, beautiful broken man. His ex gf and my SD's BM was a ruthlessly manipulative, coniving, cheating witch when she was with my DH starting around 10 years ago for around 3 years off and on. Their's was a tumultuous and volatile relationship that began with her cheating on his best friend with him, and went on to bouts of drug binges, explosive violence on both their parts, cheating with each of his friends on her part, and sleeping with/having a small affair with her sister on his part. This relationship ended with the birth a baby; the result of an accidental pregnancy that occured during a drunken one night stand in an "off again" phase of this "relationship".
Fast forward 5 years. He and I, having met in high school on spring break, and having been friends for years before we each moved away, reunited at a local dive bar one night. We experienced a whirlwind romance, unburdened by his child or her mother, who had remarried and was now living in florida with her husband, my SD, and her new child with her husband. He was in recovery from his addiction, and we fell madly, deeply in love. He told me all about his childhood, his child and her mother, and his addiction issues. He trusted me completely, and I trusted him. We knew that we would be together for a long time, and we didn't do anything that would jeopardize our trust in one another.
Then, his ex called. Her husband was partying all night, and coming home drunk at 5 a.m. to care for the 2 children. He was also having an affair with a young, childless girl. My DH, being the knight in shining armor, got her and the 2 children and moved them into his parent's house. She and I seemed to get along, though I told DH I would never trust her or be her friend because of how she treated him. But, I promised that I would continue to respect her as his daughter's mother and to be cordial, open-minded, and cooperative. While we were moving them in, his best friend commited suicide, sending my DH into a drug abusers downward spiral. He barely managed to keep it together, and rarely saw his kid. Soon, her husband showed up claiming he made a mistake and he would change and make it up to them. So they reunited, my husband and I got engaged so that I will have equal legal rights as a parent (and because we wanted to be together forever) and I made him and his daughter my family. (Her BM and SD said they would come, but dd not attend our wedding,)
So that is the basics on how we all got to where we are now. And this concludes my first blog.