One of the dude's that we all hang with rather frequently got paid on Friday. He shared at a meeting that money was a trigger for him and that it would help if we kept an eye on him.
I called him Friday morning (he works 3rd shift) and he was in the car with his girlfriend on their way to her place. He said he was ok.
I received a call from this guy's dad later Friday night and he asked me to call his son. The father received a text from the girlfriend saying that she has never seen dude act 'like this' before.
I called my boy a number of times but he didn't answer. I called his girlfriend and she described the symptoms of someone nodding out. I wanted to give the benefit of the doubt but it seemed rather clear from what she was describing.
I heard his voice in the background. He was telling her to hang up the phone.
She texted me later saying that she was missing 3 percocets and 28 lorazepam (ativan).
This isn't good.
I'm not one of those NA guys that will avoid him because he relapsed. Yeah, if he was a stranger, I would stay the fuck away but this dude is one of the first dude's I became friends with by taking a chance on trying something new.
I got his back if he needs me. Fuck, man, using is EASY. Has he forgotten the HARD part which is the lifestyle, pain and misery that comes along with it?
I'd LOVE to fucking use and slam some shit in my arm but I don't got it like that. I can't just do some one day and then put it down. I CAN"T use recreationally.
I've come to far and am FINALLY seeing a payoff. Why isn't it the same for him?
I called him Friday morning (he works 3rd shift) and he was in the car with his girlfriend on their way to her place. He said he was ok.
I received a call from this guy's dad later Friday night and he asked me to call his son. The father received a text from the girlfriend saying that she has never seen dude act 'like this' before.
I called my boy a number of times but he didn't answer. I called his girlfriend and she described the symptoms of someone nodding out. I wanted to give the benefit of the doubt but it seemed rather clear from what she was describing.
I heard his voice in the background. He was telling her to hang up the phone.
She texted me later saying that she was missing 3 percocets and 28 lorazepam (ativan).
This isn't good.
I'm not one of those NA guys that will avoid him because he relapsed. Yeah, if he was a stranger, I would stay the fuck away but this dude is one of the first dude's I became friends with by taking a chance on trying something new.
I got his back if he needs me. Fuck, man, using is EASY. Has he forgotten the HARD part which is the lifestyle, pain and misery that comes along with it?
I'd LOVE to fucking use and slam some shit in my arm but I don't got it like that. I can't just do some one day and then put it down. I CAN"T use recreationally.
I've come to far and am FINALLY seeing a payoff. Why isn't it the same for him?
