I wrote this originally after my first Nar-Anon meeting. A support group for family/loved ones effected by drugs and alcohol. He is just one of my qualifiers. A word used instead of addict, or drug abuser. Where I knew that something was off from the very beginning. I still fell very quickly. It wasn't until after we were married I knew for sure. Granted our meeting one another, engagement, nuptials and now I guess the end. All happened in record time. At least for me and many I know. Perhaps if I/we were stars in Hollywood. Or stars period. Our relationship would be considered a great love story. And the length of time wouldn't even be brought into question.