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Yeah I'm pretty sure it will fall on deaf ears, as he already knows how I feel on the issue but I'll probably say it again anyway after everything is packed and moved. The other night when we had our talk about moving out, he confided that his opiate addiction is out-of-control and that he is spending close to $1000 a month on painkillers. He hasn't told anybody else except me because he says I'm his "best friend." (Yeah, right) But I reinforced how that is one scary addiction and it will be a fucking BEAR of a habit to kick. He says it's been going on for the past year and he kept it hidden from me because he knew I wouldn't like it.
Said the reason he has been drinking so much is because he hasn't been able to get his pills lately (can't afford them and can't find them) so he uses alcohol to numb the withdrawal symptoms. What a fucking mess. I told him I would support him if he ever decided to get help but until then there is nothing I can do, except move on and let him hit rock bottom, which he will. By that time I probably won't even be in his life. I can't tell you how thankful I am that I'm getting out now, before it really gets bad. May sound selfish, but the only person I need to look out for right now is ME.
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