My (now)-ex.
She stayed by me, through thick and thin, as my ex came close to ruining my life. She begged for me to leave, she even went toe to toe with my ex as violence entered our relationship, so many situations where she had my back, without care for own safety. I just couldnt leave, I still love the person my ex was (and at times, still is - but the alcohol slowly won the war), we have a child together and years of memories, its still hard to completely let go. There was one time too much, one time where I saw in her eyes she couldnt do it anymore, and she walked away. And useless me just watched, crushed those emotions deep inside and went on.
My ex, is my ex, not because I was strong enough to walk away in the end, but because my ex decided they had had enough of me, and blamed me for their alcoholism.
I know our friendship is dead and gone Lisa. But thank you for being there. It helped to not be alone during most of that time.
Doing good works