My best friend is an alcoholic, broke her ankle and is staying with her mom who lives next door to me. I have two full time jobs and she expects me to still entertain her when I’m home everyday and I just don’t want too.
Posted Jun 4, 2019 12:54 by anonymous
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I’m so tired of everything revolving around her because of her alcoholism. I’m tired of her mom expecting me to step in and take the place of caretaker the way she does. I don’t want to baby her because she can’t take care of herself. She did this to herself. Yes, this all makes me feel like a total jerk. But for the last two years this is constantly how it’s been. She goes in to an alcoholic binge for weeks at a time, fucks up her life, and expects everyone else to clean it up and take care of her because they always do. I wish she wasn’t right next door. I wish I could just go home and take care of myself and sleep. I wish she wasn’t an alcoholic. I wish she would own up to her alcoholism and mistakes instead of just brushing them aside. Sometimes I wish we weren’t friends at all.
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Commented Jun 29, 2020 14:21 by anonymous
Unless she gets into a 12 step program, she will probably never begin to accept responsibility for her actions.
Commented Sep 10, 2020 11:42 by anonymous
My best friend is an alcoholic and she will drunk dial me to come over and eat out her pussy. Perhaps you are looking at this the wrong way and should be fucking her.
Commented Sep 10, 2020 12:13 by anonymous
Tell her that if she doesn't get help, you will have nothing more to do with her. That may snap her back into reality
Commented Mar 8, 2022 16:33 by anonymous
Must be a broken foot thing with those people. I have a hot-bodied, sexy FWB who's also bi-polar and drinks a ton on her meds, gets all fucked up, falls or goes into a fit of rage at home that causes injury, then is out for weeks. Will call me to come help if I can, I try to, she tells me how to do every last thing, and I think, if you weren't a crazy-ass alcoholic on psych meds, maybe this stuff wouldn't happen, your foot wouldn't be broken in two places, I'd be home right now or at least, fucking that body of yours into next week, and all would be fine. Instead, you're drunken, drugged up ass is laying there telling me what to do every minute and having a foot and ankle in a cast.