Its been a year and a half.
My boyfriend and I have been together through almost everything. Everything that matters anyway. He's the most outgoing person you will ever meet, and I think for the first time in my life, I might be feeling something I have never felt. Love. I like to think of him as my trooper. He goes through a lot of shit with me sometimes, and yet he still sticks around. Even when things get almost too unbearable for myself, he's right there beside me. He's just that way.
This is where the story starts......
My boyfriend and I are inseparable. We like to do almost everything together. My mother kicked me out of my house last year, and I have lived with my boyfriend since. I have to say, I feel real bad sometimes. If I was him, I certainly would have gone crazy by now. I don't know how he puts up with me. Anyway, hes got this friend. Lets call him Jack. My boyfriend has known Jack for a long long time. They went to high school together, and then, when he was going into his last year, he moved away from Jack. He moved down here to my town, and I guess you could say, picked up from where he left off.
Jack wasn't always like this. He didn't always live every day of his life being high. As far as I know, he was a pretty smart guy, and liked doing regular things. He liked school, and as I recall one of his favorite classes was Photography. Anyways, you see, he met this girl. Jack met this really awesome girl, and they dated for almost three years. Until recently when the Authorities became involved in a Marijuana related incident. Pretty much, his dad got busted with a grow-op that Jack willingly helped out with. Jack knew all the consequences of this but continued on with his work. Jack became immersed in this life. Everyday was weed. Every walk, ever meal, every break, every night, every cuddle, every movie or video game, every trip, and every hangout. It's all about weed. It always has been, and for this addict, probably always will be.
Back to the story...... My boyfriend likes hanging out with Jack. When my boyfriend was younger, he tried killing himself when he was at Jacks house one day. He had no job, no girlfriend, nothing really great in his life, and I guess he just figured he didn't deserve to be here any longer, and that's when he decided to down an entire bottle of Advil. Yeah, not a good idea. I ask him about that weekend from time to time. What was going through his head exactly? Why did he think he had no other option? Well since then, whenever my boyfriend hangs out with Jack, he gets high. They have also started experimenting with other drugs. Mixing shrooms and acid together, smoking catnip (never heard of that until I was told) and other stupid things.
He will come home and tell me about the stupid things that have happened, and how the road is one giant snake. I can't say I am completely innocent. I have tried acid once, and I don't really remember if I liked it.
All in all, I fear that Jack has become a really bad influence on my boyfriend, and I have no way of letting anybody know this without getting screamed at. My boyfriend is a good boy. He is straight 80s at our college, and he's got a pretty decent job teaching guitar lessons. He also has a side job managing 2 fast food places.
At first, I was a bit blind to the things Jack was and is really doing. He gets my boyfriend so high he can't remember things, he shows him all these new drugs and says they are good for him, and of course my boyfriend being really messed just sits there and takes. He comes down once or twice a year to stay with us. The last time he was down the pair of them were messed out of their minds for the entire 4 days that Jack was here. It got so bad that Jack was knocking on our bedroom door in the morning asking if we were awake so he could come in and light a bowl. By the end of it, I couldn't wait for Jack to leave. Everything he does involves the drug or some kind of other drug and he pressures my boy into doing it too.
Jack has all these tools that he uses for his drugs, and unlike before, you can always find something on him. He's never completely sober, and he's always asking me to let my boyfriend go see him.
I am not saying I am an angel, but I have gone to school. Teachers these days are pretty smart. They show you the repercussions of drugs and alcohol as well. At least, my teachers did. So I know what he's doing to himself in the long shot. He's a bit overweight now, and all I want is for him to be healthy. I want to tell Jack he's a bad influence and that I don't want my boy to be going up there to visit and that I don't want Jack down here visiting. The real problem is my boyfriend doesn't see how I am being hurt. It hurts watching all of this happen, and not having a way to say "You know what? Stop!" or simply "No!"
I know Jacks ex girlfriend. Her and I are pretty good friends. She left Jack after he got busted with his dad for the grow-op. She told him she couldn't handle the drugs. Its getting so bad now that Jack is forcefully making this a part of my life too. He's sucking my boy into a pit that I am scared one day he wont be able to get out of. I know this story isn't about me being addicted or even a close friend. I just didn't know any other way of wording this story any better.
I love my boyfriend, but he's being sucked into a life I really hate, and I have absolutely no way of telling him this. He wont listen.
My boyfriend and I have been together through almost everything. Everything that matters anyway. He's the most outgoing person you will ever meet, and I think for the first time in my life, I might be feeling something I have never felt. Love. I like to think of him as my trooper. He goes through a lot of shit with me sometimes, and yet he still sticks around. Even when things get almost too unbearable for myself, he's right there beside me. He's just that way.
This is where the story starts......
My boyfriend and I are inseparable. We like to do almost everything together. My mother kicked me out of my house last year, and I have lived with my boyfriend since. I have to say, I feel real bad sometimes. If I was him, I certainly would have gone crazy by now. I don't know how he puts up with me. Anyway, hes got this friend. Lets call him Jack. My boyfriend has known Jack for a long long time. They went to high school together, and then, when he was going into his last year, he moved away from Jack. He moved down here to my town, and I guess you could say, picked up from where he left off.
Jack wasn't always like this. He didn't always live every day of his life being high. As far as I know, he was a pretty smart guy, and liked doing regular things. He liked school, and as I recall one of his favorite classes was Photography. Anyways, you see, he met this girl. Jack met this really awesome girl, and they dated for almost three years. Until recently when the Authorities became involved in a Marijuana related incident. Pretty much, his dad got busted with a grow-op that Jack willingly helped out with. Jack knew all the consequences of this but continued on with his work. Jack became immersed in this life. Everyday was weed. Every walk, ever meal, every break, every night, every cuddle, every movie or video game, every trip, and every hangout. It's all about weed. It always has been, and for this addict, probably always will be.
Back to the story...... My boyfriend likes hanging out with Jack. When my boyfriend was younger, he tried killing himself when he was at Jacks house one day. He had no job, no girlfriend, nothing really great in his life, and I guess he just figured he didn't deserve to be here any longer, and that's when he decided to down an entire bottle of Advil. Yeah, not a good idea. I ask him about that weekend from time to time. What was going through his head exactly? Why did he think he had no other option? Well since then, whenever my boyfriend hangs out with Jack, he gets high. They have also started experimenting with other drugs. Mixing shrooms and acid together, smoking catnip (never heard of that until I was told) and other stupid things.
He will come home and tell me about the stupid things that have happened, and how the road is one giant snake. I can't say I am completely innocent. I have tried acid once, and I don't really remember if I liked it.
All in all, I fear that Jack has become a really bad influence on my boyfriend, and I have no way of letting anybody know this without getting screamed at. My boyfriend is a good boy. He is straight 80s at our college, and he's got a pretty decent job teaching guitar lessons. He also has a side job managing 2 fast food places.
At first, I was a bit blind to the things Jack was and is really doing. He gets my boyfriend so high he can't remember things, he shows him all these new drugs and says they are good for him, and of course my boyfriend being really messed just sits there and takes. He comes down once or twice a year to stay with us. The last time he was down the pair of them were messed out of their minds for the entire 4 days that Jack was here. It got so bad that Jack was knocking on our bedroom door in the morning asking if we were awake so he could come in and light a bowl. By the end of it, I couldn't wait for Jack to leave. Everything he does involves the drug or some kind of other drug and he pressures my boy into doing it too.
Jack has all these tools that he uses for his drugs, and unlike before, you can always find something on him. He's never completely sober, and he's always asking me to let my boyfriend go see him.
I am not saying I am an angel, but I have gone to school. Teachers these days are pretty smart. They show you the repercussions of drugs and alcohol as well. At least, my teachers did. So I know what he's doing to himself in the long shot. He's a bit overweight now, and all I want is for him to be healthy. I want to tell Jack he's a bad influence and that I don't want my boy to be going up there to visit and that I don't want Jack down here visiting. The real problem is my boyfriend doesn't see how I am being hurt. It hurts watching all of this happen, and not having a way to say "You know what? Stop!" or simply "No!"
I know Jacks ex girlfriend. Her and I are pretty good friends. She left Jack after he got busted with his dad for the grow-op. She told him she couldn't handle the drugs. Its getting so bad now that Jack is forcefully making this a part of my life too. He's sucking my boy into a pit that I am scared one day he wont be able to get out of. I know this story isn't about me being addicted or even a close friend. I just didn't know any other way of wording this story any better.
I love my boyfriend, but he's being sucked into a life I really hate, and I have absolutely no way of telling him this. He wont listen.
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