My brother is a drug addict.
These are his track marks
I hadn't talked to him in over 4 months prior to last week. He stole from me, from my mother, and as much we would do to help him he took advantage of us using pity. I missed one of my dearest friends weddings because he threatened to kill himself. My mother called me last week bawling and asked me to take him in because he was , suicidal, and wanted to get clean. She wont let him live with her anymore, he steals too much. And her boyfriend was going to baker act him. When she called I could also hear him crying in the background "All I want to do is go stay with my brother, I know if I'm with him I can get clean." So I agreed to let him stay with me. He has been with me a week now.
I tried using one of my credit cards today. it was declined. So I called my company to find out what the deal was. The day after he came down (I live 140 miles away from him) he took my credit card and drove all the way back up to try and buy perscription drugs. 590$ worth to be exact. Thankfully my credit card company saw it as suspicious and declined it. Then he tried to buy gas to get back down, also declined. I didn't find out he tried to do this until today.
So at 1 in the morning on that day, I get a phone call from him that he's broken down in Sarasota (100 miles away from me.) He said he had engine problems (actually he just ran out of gas because my card didn't work.) So I drove all the way there to pick him up and drive him back to where I live. we weren't back until 3 am. I had to be at work at 9. Then 2 days later I go back and help him work on his car and we discover he needed gas (who'd have thought?) So I filled him up with gas, bought him two quarts of oil, and followed him all the way back to my house.
Throughout the week I've been extra nice to him. I made my garage into a nice bedroom for him, I took him grocery shopping, got him a pair of shoes (he had none), took him out to see cloverfield, brought him out to the bar with me on saturday night, I've been paying for his cigarettes. He gets to sleep all day and use my computer and internet. He's been very spoiled.
Then I find out today he's tried to steal from me, 590$. If I didn't pay a yearly fee for credit card protection, I'm sure he would have. What a fucking jerk. Not to mention I have a really good roommate, I'd hate if my brother stole from him, he's an awesome guy that I get along with and always has his rent money.
I don't need this right now. I need a date with a pretty lady, not a drug addict brother.
I was tempted to drive him to the middle of the everglades and drop him off, but I thought it'd be best if I calmed down before I made any decisions. Any advice?
These are his track marks
I hadn't talked to him in over 4 months prior to last week. He stole from me, from my mother, and as much we would do to help him he took advantage of us using pity. I missed one of my dearest friends weddings because he threatened to kill himself. My mother called me last week bawling and asked me to take him in because he was , suicidal, and wanted to get clean. She wont let him live with her anymore, he steals too much. And her boyfriend was going to baker act him. When she called I could also hear him crying in the background "All I want to do is go stay with my brother, I know if I'm with him I can get clean." So I agreed to let him stay with me. He has been with me a week now.
I tried using one of my credit cards today. it was declined. So I called my company to find out what the deal was. The day after he came down (I live 140 miles away from him) he took my credit card and drove all the way back up to try and buy perscription drugs. 590$ worth to be exact. Thankfully my credit card company saw it as suspicious and declined it. Then he tried to buy gas to get back down, also declined. I didn't find out he tried to do this until today.
So at 1 in the morning on that day, I get a phone call from him that he's broken down in Sarasota (100 miles away from me.) He said he had engine problems (actually he just ran out of gas because my card didn't work.) So I drove all the way there to pick him up and drive him back to where I live. we weren't back until 3 am. I had to be at work at 9. Then 2 days later I go back and help him work on his car and we discover he needed gas (who'd have thought?) So I filled him up with gas, bought him two quarts of oil, and followed him all the way back to my house.
Throughout the week I've been extra nice to him. I made my garage into a nice bedroom for him, I took him grocery shopping, got him a pair of shoes (he had none), took him out to see cloverfield, brought him out to the bar with me on saturday night, I've been paying for his cigarettes. He gets to sleep all day and use my computer and internet. He's been very spoiled.
Then I find out today he's tried to steal from me, 590$. If I didn't pay a yearly fee for credit card protection, I'm sure he would have. What a fucking jerk. Not to mention I have a really good roommate, I'd hate if my brother stole from him, he's an awesome guy that I get along with and always has his rent money.
I don't need this right now. I need a date with a pretty lady, not a drug addict brother.
I was tempted to drive him to the middle of the everglades and drop him off, but I thought it'd be best if I calmed down before I made any decisions. Any advice?
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in the meantime, i think you need a vacation.
i hope things start looking up soon.