Needless to say- at 3am I was stuck at the airport because he wasn't there and his phone was off. I took a $100 Lyft ride to my apartment and crawled inside through the window to find my apartment had been used for cigarette and drug smoking festivities. There were my clothes and shoes worn and strewn across my apartment with long red hairs on them (my hair is brown). I was broken.
curious why this is not the point where you are absolutely DONE with this man? the minute you were out of the car and out of town, he dove into a drug fueled hard partying three day party WITH another woman IN your home. and then stashed YOUR car somewhere (which should be considered theft) and totally bailed on you. sorry, but that is not "just" the drugs...........