Heroin is a Bitch in My Fucking Feelings

My friend is struggling with heroin again. How many times have I helped him sober up? Talked him out of his withdrawl? Talked him out of suicide? Let him stay here? Fed him? Encouraged him? And yet he’s back to the same dark place. He never listens to my advice and certainly won’t hear a word about religon. I am scared for him, but also I am exhausted!

Since I came back to Jesus I have seen such a huge change for the better. I’m about to start college again, might be getting a job working with children, I am peaceful and loving and hopeful. I still have rough times, I still worry and I still get deppressed. Alot of daya go by with nothing getting done. But I feel BETTER. I know I am not alone. This is so huge for me. I know an atheist would not understand. But finally my life has meaning. It is precious. It is worthwhile. That’s what I want for my friend. I just don’t know how to get him there.

I don’t know what to do anymore. We’ve had the same conversation over and over. How many sleepless nights have I stayed up, mentally and emotionally drained, trying to make sure he was okay? He was a good friend to me. He was there for me when I really needed someone. I cannot forget that now. But it is so hard. Sometimes I just want him to leave me alone. I am so tired. But I care about him. I wish there were aome magic words I coyld say to make things better for him, but I know there aren’t so I just keep praying and hoping. What else can I do?