Every time someone new joins this thread I think about how I’ve adjusted my expectations. A few years ago I would drive to town and we’d meet for dinner. He had a great job, nice car and was so well dressed. I felt so proud and he seemed to be happy. As someone else has said, now I’d be relieved if he was doing anything for a living that’s legal, but was functioning and seeing people. I’ve always had fairly ‘boring’ jobs around finance and he was able to work in a very exciting industry – I was so happy for him, he worked hard to get there, and it’s all come to nothing. Most of the time I am okay and accepting but then sometimes you look at it in the cold light of day and it’s just so sad. Sorry, just having a moment. Addiction is like an evil disease, but there’s not much help out there for them. Rant over.
