I’m going to block Matt’s calls and he can go pound salt. After butt dialing me and unknowingly leaving me a message, I’m totally done with him until he gets help. After this morning revelation as to The depth of his addiction, I’m completely broken. My heart has always gone out to those I’ve care about and I would literally do anything for them but it’s the feeling I’ve been used that has me beyond angry.
Matt kept reassuring me that all he was doing was drinking a little beer, as if that was supposed to make me feel better but now I know what he’s really been doing. I’m sure he’d have an excuse and he would tell me, “Dad! I wasn’t using you!” That’s an addict’s standard phrase and maybe they believe it in their drug addled mind. As soon as it’s 8am West Coast Time, I’m calling his mom and tell her of his antics. I won’t have his mom used anymore because she has tried so hard with him.
I’m totally and completely broken, if I had heard him getting robbed that might have sounded a little better. I know that sound terrible but he is lost in an addiction. The other day he was screaming at me how I only care about “that baby” and my other children, at least they have futures… He has none. This too will pass