HE FINALLY ADMITTED IT!
(Names changed to protect)
Paul was the first person I smoked weed with. I asked if he could get me shrooms, but he couldn't but could get E. I was doing E with Paul every other day for 3 months. Paul was a junkie and had been for 5 years. After months of driving down to the tips with him and giving him A LOT of money for his habit, Paul got me to try it. I became a junkie.
Paul's BFF, Ron, was a junkie too. He got his straight laced 40 y/o gf to become a junkie. She paid for their habits before her 5 kids or bills. They are going to lose her house soon because of it. Paul always comments how he wishes Lacey had never met Ron because he ruined her with dope.
Now, I don't BLAME Paul for me being a junkie in a resentful way, but it did make me mad when he would say that about Ron and Lacey because I felt like he didn't realize that without him, I wouldn't have ever come near smack and my life wouldn't be the crap that it is (a lot of which he did directly contribute to by borrowing lots of money and not paying it back in a timely matter or at all).
Well, last night he admitted it.
He was dropping off bags and told me to tell him what I thought because he thought they were better than our other guy's but had smoked some rock with his friend Joe right before hand so he wasn't positive.
I'd been asking him to try rock even before I did dope with him and he always denied me because he actually got on the dope to get out of his crack addiction which he despised.
His response?
"For the last time--I am not giving you rock. I got you into dope and that was bad enough. I'm not going to be the one to give you crack."
*sigh*
This is what I have been waiting over a year for.
(Again, let me reiterate that I don't blame him, blame him, and if he hadn't always been saying that stuff about Ron and Lacey that directly applied to us as well, I wouldn't even care, so please no--"No one forced drugs up your nose!")
(Names changed to protect)
Paul was the first person I smoked weed with. I asked if he could get me shrooms, but he couldn't but could get E. I was doing E with Paul every other day for 3 months. Paul was a junkie and had been for 5 years. After months of driving down to the tips with him and giving him A LOT of money for his habit, Paul got me to try it. I became a junkie.
Paul's BFF, Ron, was a junkie too. He got his straight laced 40 y/o gf to become a junkie. She paid for their habits before her 5 kids or bills. They are going to lose her house soon because of it. Paul always comments how he wishes Lacey had never met Ron because he ruined her with dope.
Now, I don't BLAME Paul for me being a junkie in a resentful way, but it did make me mad when he would say that about Ron and Lacey because I felt like he didn't realize that without him, I wouldn't have ever come near smack and my life wouldn't be the crap that it is (a lot of which he did directly contribute to by borrowing lots of money and not paying it back in a timely matter or at all).
Well, last night he admitted it.
He was dropping off bags and told me to tell him what I thought because he thought they were better than our other guy's but had smoked some rock with his friend Joe right before hand so he wasn't positive.
I'd been asking him to try rock even before I did dope with him and he always denied me because he actually got on the dope to get out of his crack addiction which he despised.
His response?
"For the last time--I am not giving you rock. I got you into dope and that was bad enough. I'm not going to be the one to give you crack."
*sigh*
This is what I have been waiting over a year for.
(Again, let me reiterate that I don't blame him, blame him, and if he hadn't always been saying that stuff about Ron and Lacey that directly applied to us as well, I wouldn't even care, so please no--"No one forced drugs up your nose!")