So, a week ago Alex and I were texting back and forth and then he was silent for most of a day. When he finally texted back he was upset. Some situation had arisen and he needed money. As we talked, it seemed like perhaps he had been drinking a little. He had been doing really well, but I knew that as soon as trouble came up he'd turn to booze, sooner or later.
So we got the problem figured out and it was time for me to go to bed. This was at 2:3o Monday morning. Then I never heard anything from him all day.
I texted every few hours, but nothing. Also tried calling. Finally, at 11:30 that night he responded that he was okay but couldn't write me right now. Well, I know he's okay at least.
No response Tuesday.
No response Wednesday, so I finally called. He answered, sounded drunk sleepy, and said "I can't talk right now." I said fine and hung up.
Ever since I have been pretty pissed.
I mean, I expected he would spend a day or two drinking, but I guess I thought he'd at least fucking tell me he was okay.
Yeah, I've already thought about the possibility that he didn't need the money, he just needed to drink. So hard to be this far away from someone and not really know what is going on with them.
So, I decided that I was just not going to keep calling and texting and when he sobered up and wanted to communicate, he could initiate.
On the other hand though, I really want to bitch him out.
And I'm also really scared that someone has come after him, or he's drunk himself to death.
I guess I'll wait a few more days and see what happens.
Damn it.
So we got the problem figured out and it was time for me to go to bed. This was at 2:3o Monday morning. Then I never heard anything from him all day.
I texted every few hours, but nothing. Also tried calling. Finally, at 11:30 that night he responded that he was okay but couldn't write me right now. Well, I know he's okay at least.
No response Tuesday.
No response Wednesday, so I finally called. He answered, sounded drunk sleepy, and said "I can't talk right now." I said fine and hung up.
Ever since I have been pretty pissed.
I mean, I expected he would spend a day or two drinking, but I guess I thought he'd at least fucking tell me he was okay.
Yeah, I've already thought about the possibility that he didn't need the money, he just needed to drink. So hard to be this far away from someone and not really know what is going on with them.
So, I decided that I was just not going to keep calling and texting and when he sobered up and wanted to communicate, he could initiate.
On the other hand though, I really want to bitch him out.
And I'm also really scared that someone has come after him, or he's drunk himself to death.
I guess I'll wait a few more days and see what happens.
Damn it.
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