Substance abuse: Crack cocaine – Part 1
As you can live with an addict? Do not you, if they are depending on. Believe me I know. He was a dear friend. I thought I was getting a good deal and help a dear friend. I had met him in September 2006. We were both attending meetings NA. See I am a recovering addict. He was a drug addict in rehab, too, at least I thought it was. I had been clean for 5 years. Then I realized that there is a 2nd and 3rd, even luck. So, in short had interestswriting common and rehabilitation. We became fast friends, and has reached the point where they were inseparable. Everywhere I went, who was with me. So when he found a condo apartment with 2 bedrooms for $ 1000 all inclusive, called me. He wanted me to be his roommate and split the cost. This is a condo, spacious bedrooms, new appliances, large kitchen, washer and dryer, carpeting, patio and even a pool of three meters from the front door. I loved it, all for $ 500 a month. Its added value is that I was able to live with my friend. When Great rightwrong.
I moved to 1 we were the perfect roommates. I had a car and had the connections. We have no furniture, food and even clothing. I would like to help with his sales job, but things went bad quickly.
started with people in strange building, men and women at all hours of the night. It would then be left and went straight to his room and shut the door. Then there was the smell of incense and beer in the air. I asked about it and lied. He said that his friends were drinking beer and smoking cigarettes. But then his mood and his eyes began to change. So I'm worried and it was a day when I checked her room for drugs. I found a half drunk beer hidden in the closet. He was a recovering drug addict who should not drink alcohol. I was so angry that he poured his beer and replaced it with water. Discovered and had a great discussion. I threaten to leave and he confessed that he was using drugs again. It also said that he wanted to help him quit. I fell for the lie. This was just the beginning. During the months went from bad to worse. Since he realized that he knew drugs were felt free to continue to do so. He asked me to take him to a drug trafficking, and when I refused to lie to me. Later I felt guilty for saying that helps me in this building and the least we can do is take him to the street. It worked, I felt compelled to help. He had gotten me in a block and got me moving. Went even worse, because then he wanted me to do drugs with him. I refused again and this time he said he wanted to have sex with me. Rose again. She knew that I wanted to have sex with him. I wanted the sex and drugs. I did drugs with him that night. 5 years of sobriety gone in an instant. I blamed him at first, but I went to live with him. When I lost my job I have spoken with the owner to make sure I have driven. It helped me keep my phone. I thought it was because he was my friend. The truth is that I need to help him get his drugs.
finally convinced me to earn extra money to bring his drug dealer on their customers. I was so far away I could not see a way out. He came into my room every night wants to have sex with him and drugs. Every night was a night of drugs. Should lead people to pick up and leave. The last straw was when I started having sex with one of his friends. I thought it was, and this strange man came into my room, I knew I had to go. I did and never appeared back.
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