Foreigner
Bluelight Crew
Been with this guy since September 2012 and due to some erratic behaviours I am wondering if he's using. He admits to having been a meth addict when he was in his early 20's (is now 30) so he has a history of addiction. He was also big into MDMA.
The first thing that tipped me off that he might be still using is that sometimes when he goes into the washroom at my place, he'll turn on the water faucet the whole time he's in there to generate noise. I used to know someone who did this, and he would then pilfer any prescription meds in the person's washroom. Nothing is missing though. I found a slight brownish/reddish residue on the countertop in there but I have no idea what it is or if it's anything to be concerned about. If it were simply about privacy he would do it all the time... but he only does it sometimes.
When he comes out of the washroom he acts differently sometimes. His ability to follow conversations changes; he becomes more abstract in speech and thought. When he tries to connect some of his ideas to mine in conversation, they don't really fit together and he doesn't seem to notice. (As a side note, this guy is normally really smart and brilliantly creative.) The bottom line here is that my gut is telling me that something is being hidden from me and I can't ignore it because my gut never lies about this kind of thing. Every time I feel there is funny business, there usually is.
I know that he smokes a lot of weed, possibly to addictive levels. He smokes at least once a day, but twice or several times is not unheard of. It makes it harder for him to be aware of practical, day-to-day details like scheduling, proper communication, etc. His communication ability is awful and that's the whole reason why I am left writing this thread. Talking to him does not reveal much.
For new year we went down to the beach to have a bon fire with another friend of mine. We smoked up at the stroke of midnight and then a short time later he walked away and didn't come back for almost 2 hours. He became very fixated on doing night photography, to a dissociative degree. He ignored my friend and I completely. He was even standing in the freezing ocean for over an hour taking photos of the cliffside. It was -1 C outside and his three layers of socks were soaked through with ocean. Back at my place he was so cold, it took a while for him to warm up his body. He was also drinking alcohol last night. By observing him and talking to him at other times, sativas really make him spacey and unable to focus on reality, and we had a high powered sativa + hash + oil in a single joint. (Yeah, it was strong, but I was going for bust.) He did show minor boughts of paranoia but it was nothing serious, and in any case he didn't communicate what was wrong, he just walked off. If he is doing another substance, his constant walking away could have been part of that.
In bed last night I gently brought up the subject of him disappearing, and he said he was just really into his photography. I asked, "Don't you think it's a little aloof to abandon your bf for almost 2 hours on New Year to go photographing in the dark?" He just said he was really enjoying himself. I don't know though... the two times I left the fire to go talk to him out at the water, he barely gave me the time of day. Major dissociation happening... with a high degree of fixation on what he was doing. He wasn't even taking many pictures, he was practicing technique. It just seemed like such an aloof thing to be doing on such a celebratory night.
His behaviour this morning was also strange. He woke up before me and got a shower. I was just rolling over to wake up when he walked into the room and said we should go for a walk. There was a major disconnect. I hadn't even fully woken up, let alone showered or eaten, and he seemed ready to go. Then he said he could just go alone but leave his stuff here, to which I reluctantly said ok and he left. He came back 5 minutes later, going into major abstract mode about the lighting in my home and the colours on the walls. I just looked at him incredulously, and he admitted he just smoked weed. He came back to get his camera to go do more photography, but took the opportunity to gather everything else to leave for good. The goodbye was awkward. I felt kind of crushed, like there was a strange void between us that I didn't fully understand, mostly because a secret was being kept. There was a distance. He left his wet clothes from the previous night in my room.
Thanks for reading so far if you have. A bunch of questions are running through my mind. Could his past drug use make him this aloof, or is it more indicative of someone currently using? I can't tell if I'm dealing with multiple personalities or someone who is just high a lot. If he is using another drug aside from weed, what could it possibly be? Could weed be the cause?
This situation is making me feel a lot of anxst because we've had good times together and we are certainly in love. It's just that when he disassociates I don't know what to do because he doesn't seem to be aware he's even doing it, and his other behaviours suggest substances might be involved but again I don't know.
Advice is appreciated...
The first thing that tipped me off that he might be still using is that sometimes when he goes into the washroom at my place, he'll turn on the water faucet the whole time he's in there to generate noise. I used to know someone who did this, and he would then pilfer any prescription meds in the person's washroom. Nothing is missing though. I found a slight brownish/reddish residue on the countertop in there but I have no idea what it is or if it's anything to be concerned about. If it were simply about privacy he would do it all the time... but he only does it sometimes.
When he comes out of the washroom he acts differently sometimes. His ability to follow conversations changes; he becomes more abstract in speech and thought. When he tries to connect some of his ideas to mine in conversation, they don't really fit together and he doesn't seem to notice. (As a side note, this guy is normally really smart and brilliantly creative.) The bottom line here is that my gut is telling me that something is being hidden from me and I can't ignore it because my gut never lies about this kind of thing. Every time I feel there is funny business, there usually is.
I know that he smokes a lot of weed, possibly to addictive levels. He smokes at least once a day, but twice or several times is not unheard of. It makes it harder for him to be aware of practical, day-to-day details like scheduling, proper communication, etc. His communication ability is awful and that's the whole reason why I am left writing this thread. Talking to him does not reveal much.
For new year we went down to the beach to have a bon fire with another friend of mine. We smoked up at the stroke of midnight and then a short time later he walked away and didn't come back for almost 2 hours. He became very fixated on doing night photography, to a dissociative degree. He ignored my friend and I completely. He was even standing in the freezing ocean for over an hour taking photos of the cliffside. It was -1 C outside and his three layers of socks were soaked through with ocean. Back at my place he was so cold, it took a while for him to warm up his body. He was also drinking alcohol last night. By observing him and talking to him at other times, sativas really make him spacey and unable to focus on reality, and we had a high powered sativa + hash + oil in a single joint. (Yeah, it was strong, but I was going for bust.) He did show minor boughts of paranoia but it was nothing serious, and in any case he didn't communicate what was wrong, he just walked off. If he is doing another substance, his constant walking away could have been part of that.
In bed last night I gently brought up the subject of him disappearing, and he said he was just really into his photography. I asked, "Don't you think it's a little aloof to abandon your bf for almost 2 hours on New Year to go photographing in the dark?" He just said he was really enjoying himself. I don't know though... the two times I left the fire to go talk to him out at the water, he barely gave me the time of day. Major dissociation happening... with a high degree of fixation on what he was doing. He wasn't even taking many pictures, he was practicing technique. It just seemed like such an aloof thing to be doing on such a celebratory night.
His behaviour this morning was also strange. He woke up before me and got a shower. I was just rolling over to wake up when he walked into the room and said we should go for a walk. There was a major disconnect. I hadn't even fully woken up, let alone showered or eaten, and he seemed ready to go. Then he said he could just go alone but leave his stuff here, to which I reluctantly said ok and he left. He came back 5 minutes later, going into major abstract mode about the lighting in my home and the colours on the walls. I just looked at him incredulously, and he admitted he just smoked weed. He came back to get his camera to go do more photography, but took the opportunity to gather everything else to leave for good. The goodbye was awkward. I felt kind of crushed, like there was a strange void between us that I didn't fully understand, mostly because a secret was being kept. There was a distance. He left his wet clothes from the previous night in my room.
Thanks for reading so far if you have. A bunch of questions are running through my mind. Could his past drug use make him this aloof, or is it more indicative of someone currently using? I can't tell if I'm dealing with multiple personalities or someone who is just high a lot. If he is using another drug aside from weed, what could it possibly be? Could weed be the cause?
This situation is making me feel a lot of anxst because we've had good times together and we are certainly in love. It's just that when he disassociates I don't know what to do because he doesn't seem to be aware he's even doing it, and his other behaviours suggest substances might be involved but again I don't know.
Advice is appreciated...

