Monday, July 17, 2006

Letter to one of my dearest friends about our "lost" third.

This whole thing with Kate is such a goddam nightmare! She totally does not really want to get better. She just needed me to take over where Ted gave up. I'm just not willing to do that. She's in the hospital right now; has been for about a week and a half. Tried to....let me rephrashe that...overdosed and got caught. I don't believe for one second that she really wants to die, just needs attention, more than I can, or even want, to give her. Anyway, while she was gone, this kid Chris who was supposed to be looking in on Lucky, got caught with friends in the house smoking dope. So the landlord called me and fussed me out and I had to go down and get the cat, cuss Chris out, and hope they don't kick her out. Everybody in town is calling her a lesbian crack-head because she goes around bragging that I'm her "wife" (which I just kind of laugh off and tolerate) and she's so doped up all the time (whether on actual dope or too much prescription). I'm so stupid for bringing her down here. I know, everyone tried to tell me but I always have hope for people and it's different when you talk to someone on the phone as opposed to actually seeing them in person day after day. Unfortunately, all the things she got mad at Ted and her docs and friends and social workers for fussing her out about and she denied doing (ie. being a druggie, hanging out with a bad crowd, sleeping around with the most disgusting people) I've seen her do. She brought home a guy from her last stay in the hospital whom she met in the psych ward who turned out to be homeless and a total crack-head and totally used her for a place to stay and drugs. She "claims" he stole her drugs....maybe, maybe she took them. I don't know. I don't care. I can't take anymore and it's going to really hurt my feelings to tell her all this and hurt her feelings but I have to. I tried to explain "guilt by association" to her the other day. She didn't get it. I was talking about other people talking about her (before I knew they were). Now I have to think about what other people might say about me. And not so much because I care what people think of me but we're talking about illegal sh*t!!!! I can't get my family involved in that! I have impressionable young men at home and mine will not end up like Andy! That's so unbelievably harsh but you just DON'T KNOW how MANY times I've wanted to say that to her!!!!! She's always, like, "Well, what would you do if it were your kid?" ....in such a snotty way.... and I so desperately want to say, "MY KIDS WOULDN'T DO STUFF LIKE THAT YOU DUMB SH*T!!!"

sigh.

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