A few days ago, I found out that a friend of mine is addicted to drugs. I shouldn't have been shocked because I knew she was up to something, but I was surprised. I had no idea she'd ever let it get that bad.
She's an old friend of my husband's family that I met a couple of years ago. I liked her right away because she was so nice and outgoing. She lived a couple of hours away though, so we didn't see that much of each other. We talked on the phone though, and saw each other every once in a while. I grew to trust her and love the person she was. She started to change though. She got involved with a guy who treated her bad, but she loved him. He used her for sex and then dumped her. She started acting wild and sleeping with people she just met. She went to clubs a lot and started coming over like every other weekend. She said it was to see me, but I found out it was to have sex with my brother in law. I knew then that something wasn't right, because the girl that I was friends with wouldn't have done that. She went with him to a nearby town to watch all the stupid guys with cool cars race up and down the street. When he came back, he told me that she was doing extacy. I was so hurt. Not just because I felt like she used me to get to my brother in law, but also because I was losing a friend. I quit talking to her, and hadn't heard from her in a while. We got a call from her mother a few days ago telling us that my friend and her drug dealer boyfriend might be looking for a place to stay and that they might come to our house. She told us that my friend had sold everything she owned to buy drugs and she dropped out of college. She even sold her truck and bought a car. She took off with the car and left her mother to make the payments on it and her student loan. I know this isn't the same person I became friends with. I'm so worried about her though. I know that deep down, she's still the sweet girl that I became friends with. I loved her like family and I would gladly be her friend again if she weren't on drugs. I don't know what's going to happen to her, but I want her to know that when she is ready to come clean, I will be there for her. |