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Dear Friend,

I’ve lost friends death. I’ve lost friends to jobs and marriage. Not until yesterday had I lost a friend to their own self destructive lifestyle. It kills me that I can’t save you from yourself anymore, and you can’t possibly comprehend how betrayed I felt that you chose an abusive boyfriend over your best friends and alcohol over your own children. It’s only a matter of time before he hurts you again and the ironic part is that, though you’ve forced us away, we’ll still be here and just as eager to hide his body when it happens. That is, if you’d let us be.

I hope some day you come to understand that we speak inconvenient truths because we love you and know that you need to hear them, not because we think ill of you or judge you. I hope that some day you realize the friends you’ve chosen to surround yourself with aren’t friends at all, but enablers that tell you what you want to hear then hand you another drink. They make you feel better now, but later they will be your undoing.

And I hope that some day you can learn to love yourself again as much as we love you. It breaks my heart that you won’t let us soften the blow when you hit rock bottom, but since pain is the only emotion you understand perhaps that’s exactly what you need.

Though you can’t be in our lives right now you’ll always be in our hearts.

Your friend,

Brian