My boyfriend is the sweetest, most empathetic person I have genuinely ever met. Seriously. I don't say that lightly, and people that know him would say the same. But he is an ex(currentish) drug addict, he went to rehab years ago for xanax and adderall and oxy dependency. he still has a vyvanse script that he abuses. I have a klonopin prescription and back in February I realized about 20 were missing. it was somewhat a new relationship and i trusted him a lot, a looooot. so i told him over the phone what i found and his reponses were "That is the skeeziest thing anyone could ever do. you dont think its me right?" i just kind of shrugged it off, because i didn't have proof or anything. 2-3 weeks later i had an apt with my therapist and my therapist was like "um...probably him" lol. so after the apt i confronted him for the first time just plainly "was it you?" he said "no of course not, it makes sense we are having this conversation tho, i would think it was me too." sooo whatever. that is how it ended for that prescription (a total of 40 pills went missing that time in a bottle of 60) 

a couple months later i had been drinking and we weren't getting along super well, he was sleeping alll the time and just being neglectful. i drunkingly (badddd idea) decided to confront him again i went into my bedroom turned on the light as he was just about the fall asleep and asked him if he stole them- bare in mind I have never done anything like that, I admit it was really shitty to do it that way and I wouldn't respond well if confronted like that either.  he freaks the fuck out, calls his sister to come and get him ( we are an hour away from her and it's 11pm) we get it in a huuuuge fight to the point of almost breaking up he said stuff like "this stuff is really painful for me because my dad used to accuse me of things like that, i got kicked out of that old place because i stole their pills, this is a very sensitive thing for me" he even threatened to break up with me. meanwhile in the process possibly making his sister hate me! on the phone he was like "she is accusing me of taking her klonopin" 30 minutes later he calls his sister back and tells her to turn around and that he is gonna stay with me because i was so overwhelmed i dissociated and couldn't speak really.  so it kind of fizzles out and he repeatedly asks me if i believe him. not knowing what to do and being utterly shocked by his response i was just like "yeah...." because i was tired mostly. 

thanks for reading this far guys! haha. i'll try to wrap it up now. 3 days ago i told him i counted my pills and that when he left three were gone. i said "i'm not mad, but 3 more were gone when you left. all i need is for you to be honest with me right now and we can work through this." he broke down and cried and apologized profusely, he asked me if he should go into a detox program because he doesn't recognize his behavior anymore. i basically said i support whatever you need to do but you seem out of control, I love you blah blah you get it. so yeah, as of right now things are good. but i'm still thinking about that fight we had. what is my move here? keep in mind he is seriously the sweetest person alive and wouldn't ever do anything to hurt anyone on purpose, he is an addict and i understand his behavior isn't about me. oh and i have repeatedly said out loud "idk if i'll even use this klonopin it makes me feel weird" so he probably saw that as like oh i can take some and it won't hurt her. okay thanks guys!