Dabbler, I've been in your situation, except that I knew from the start what I was getting into. I tried to help her stop hooking and get into a more legitimate career, for her sake and the sake of her kids. But it was too hard for her to give up on the easy money and flexible hours. At one low point, I was even driving her on calls. It was horrible sitting in the car, trying not to think about what was happening inside, and worrying about what I would need to do if there was trouble. To make matters worse, she coped with her lifestyle by doing drugs. Before I met her, it was cocaine. After I met her, she started smoking meth. After we broke up, she fell in love with a heroin dealer. About once every six months, she stole from me. One time, it was an all-out burglary with help from her friends. More often, it was petty stuff like stealing from my wallet or selling some of my CDs. When she finally went to jail for a year, I moved on. I really wanted to make a difference, at least for her kids, but it was too painful. If you are unhappy with the situation, just know that it's not going to get better until she is too old to compete with the other women. If I were you, knowing what I know now, I would run from her as fast as possible.