So saddened by the fact a lot of my friends are addicts or are becoming addicts. Sometimes it makes me angry
I went thru something similar in the past but it wasn’t to this extent.
I feel like I have horrible luck choosing my friends. I had a friend years ago who got sucked into a fent addiction. Luckily she never took her crash outs out on me but I could tell she was struggling and wanted to get better so I offered her all the help I could give her and she accepted the help and got sober. She only relapsed once and it was a short period, she went back to rehab quickly after the relapse. We stayed close all thru her recovery and she’s someone I’ll always be proud of and I still make sure to check up on her weekly.
This other friend that I fear I’ve lost over alcoholism it was a different story. I begged him to see his issue I begged him to get help I offered to help him get help. But as I’ve learned from groups that support those surrounded by ones in addiction, you can’t help someone if they don’t want the help and I slowly realized that. I did everything I could but the alcoholism got to the point that this person was crashing out and taking everything out on me. I believe he did it on purpose to make me hate him. Maybe he hated that I cared so much about wanting him to get sober for good, he doesn’t have others in his life that care about him so maybe the idea of me caring made him want me out of his life because it meant I could see his problem and that maybe embarrassed him. I don’t know the thought behind it and I never will now. Maybe he didn’t even realize what he was doing was hurting me and pushing me away and causing me to hate him more and more with each passing day. But years and years of this went on and I still stuck by his side with the hope one day he may get better. Years of tolerating bullying and harassment all in hopes of one day have my original friend back. MAYBE. HOPEFULLY. Unfortunately I will never know now if he gets better. The damage he’s done to me was so severe I want to say out of anger that I don’t care if he ever gets better. But that’s not the type of person I am so deep down I will always hope for nothing but the best and hope he gets better even tho he’s been mean to me for years now.
I considered him my best friend for a while, until the alcohol made me want nothing to do with him while he was actively drinking. Which was all the time it seemed like. The worst part in my opinion is that he wouldn’t even remember 90% of the things he said to me while drunk and so I never got an apology for any of it. Maybe hopefully one day he will get better and go thru the 12 steps and I’ll get my apology. But I don’t have my hopes up.
Now recently in the last few months I have another friend who is also slipping into alcoholism I believe. I want to make a rule that there’s no alcohol allowed at my house because it makes me sick seeing people intoxicated and acting stupid but I fear if I make that rule I’ll never see this friend again. She’s drinking multiple times a week to the point she’s hungover multiple days a week. She tells us “I don’t drink on Sundays” and then will be out drinking on Sundays.
This past weekend we hung out and she asked if we could go to the bar and I declined and I could tell the mood shifted immediately. It was such a weird vibe
This is a post just for me to vent. But truely I believe alcohol is a horrible poison and it’s ruining friendships without the alcoholics even realizing what harm they’re doing to others. Let alone the long term harm they’re are doing to themselves.
I don’t drink I won’t drink I hate drinking. I wish alcohol wasn’t a thing because it’s ruined so many good things in my life.
I hope one day these friends can heal and get better. Hopeful a day sooner than later.
Thanks for reading.