I knew as I had heard nothing for several days he must be back drinking heavily.
When he didn’t pick up my call twice I stopped calling. At least that has changed, before I would have been wondering is he still alive, do I need to go and check on him. Now he lives with his girlfriend I know someone is there to call the ambulance when eventually he gets to that point that he needs to be in hospital.
So I wasn’t surprised to get the call to say he was in hospital. I didn’t want to hear all the details, I had heard it all before I have no sympathy left.
I called him once in hospital. He didn’t reply. That was Monday.
Today he called me. no explanation, no telling me why he was in hospital , no, he was just concerned about the fact they had lost his keys, they were attached to his trousers, which were covered in blood, and now gone. Also his girlfiend had no charger for her phone as they shared one and he had it. Oh yes he also had no trousers.
So his girlfriend couldn’t contact him, if and when he was discharged he didn’t know if he could get in his flat, and he had no trousers, lol, for once I can almost laugh.
And, finally I do not feel compelled to help him. I won’t be rushing off with a charger to his girlfriend, then dropping trousers of for him and asking at lost property if they have his keys, and when I find out they haven’t go and get more keys cut.
No I won’t be doing any of that. I just said, oh Ok, my dinners cooked, might speak to you tomorrow.
I don’t know what has happened, final realisation that anything I do for him is a waste of time and also enabling him?
Nothing will change, he will be discharged, full of promises to make changes, empty promises.
Tomorrow is my birthday.
I would love to have him turn up on my door, happy and healthy with a card. I know this is another birthday when that will not happen.
Let me find my ending positive thought…
I have learnt, I have protected myself, I am growing in strength whether he continues to drink or not.
What will be will be
The futures not ours to see