The truth is that I know her friends will bring me down. This is really why I wasn't there for the move. These are just not the right people for me to hang with. Plus, her two roommates have expressed interest in me and that is just not what I want to deal with. So I bailed. I could have helped but chose not to. I would have helped HER ALONE but not with these guys around. The whole situation is a mess and I'm being dragged into it now whether I want to or not. I know she needs help.
I'm afraid I will never get around to taking care of me. It's the middle of the morning where I am and I am disturbed and not sleeping. I don't even know what to say to her at the hospital. Yet I could be in her shoes right now very easily. Dang, I hate this addiction stuff and just want to be normal. I wonder if I should tell her she must go into treatment or I can't help, but then I feel like a hypocrite. I don't have a grip on me and just don't want to get pulled down further.