Thursday I receive an email from Chucky in which he goes on and on about how bad of a friend he’s been recently. Not knowing what stirred within him to write to me like that I wasn’t sure how to respond. That resulted in my 3 page explination as to why I had let myself get so down about my friend’s betrayals. I was telling him where I was coming from, which is basically nothing, who I was, which was no one, and how hard I had worked to get to where I was now. His reply was shorter but enough to make me understand a bit of his history as well. Perhaps parts that we had never discloused to each other before. Things we only know felt comfortable talking to each other about. This trust of course meant the world to me. As long as there is trust, there is a relationship there for me.
But not everything was good. He closed it off by telling me that he had spent a day in jail. This haunted me the rest of the weekend. I tried not to think about it but it was always there in the back of my mind bugging me. Finally on Tuesday I got the nerve to call him. If everything happens for a reason than this happened so that he would be forced to clean up! He said that he was walking home and a cop stopped him. He admitted to being under the influence of drugs and having some on him as well. He’s got a court date but I can’t go because of work. He will be punished. Either he’ll go to jail or will be on probation. Now as harsh as it sounds I was happy! Now finally after all my pleading and crying and yelling he HAS to change his ways. I hope that he sees what an awesome person he is when he’s clean. I’m praying that he doesn’t fall back into the drugs.
Before I even talked to him, at the LP show he came to mind when they sang, “even the people who never frown eventually break down”
I wish him the best of luck with everything! :)