Wow man, I'm sorry xammy, that's terrible. It's really hard to see someone you love destroy themselves.
My siblings and parents are way more responsible than I am, they had to watch me fall into opiates, but I was across the country so they just heard about it and could see I was in a dark place. I saw my best friend fall into homelessness and a life of crime because of meth and psychosis, it was terrible.
Speaking of that though, I saw him when I was visiting my family for my dad's funeral, and for the first time in 3 years he was himself, it was almost like nothing had happened. He's working really hard, living with his parents, making/saving money, and had so many insightful things to say about life and his recovery and stuff. Last night he called me while I was feeling really happy after band practice and told me how spending time with me and my family was the first time he felt like his old self since he started using meth, and even before. We had an amazing conversation, and he floated the idea of moving out here and living at my house for 1-2 months while he finds a job and place to live, and also specifically to spend a lot of time with me and start meeting my people here, because he has this really strong feeling that it will help him keep healing and evolving. He knows he could line up everything before he comes but he wants a period of easing into it and spending a lot of time with me. He's only ever lived places where he can't relate to people and feels like an outsider and he feels like he's never been able to really evolve into the person he could be. I always felt the same way until I moved here and I think it would be great for him too. So I told him it's a good idea and I'm down. I told him my concerns (that he would relapse into drug problems) and told him my friends and I like to drink and smoke weed and sometimes do other drugs, primarily psychedelics. His response to those things satisfied me. He also said he'd pay rent while he was living here. I still have to tell my girlfriend though and I think she'll not be thrilled about it but she'll agree to it and agree with me that it's the right thing to do.
I am nervous about it, but I believe it's the right thing to do. He's my brother from another mother, and I need to do what my dad always did, and "love fearlessly". He always put himself out there and took emotional risks for people and it really changed a lot of peoples' lives. So I'm going to do the same thing. Thinking about it, it feels more and more right. I want my friend to be happy and I will do whatever I can to help him out.
Plus, he's a professional musician and we've literally never jammed together, so he can totally share that part of my life here and I'm excited about that. And he said he'd drive me to band practices anytime which is great because my people are getting tired of giving me rides, they don't say so but I can tell. Anyway, my friend is going to pay off his car he just bought first so he's not in debt when he gets here, so it'll be at least a few months from now.