Ever meet up with a friend from very long ago and they're not at all how they used to be like?
TL;DR At the bottom.
For me this happened not too long ago with a friend I met in elementary school when I was like 9 and though we didn't have any classes together after 3rd grade we kept contact through online games and we played online games pretty regularly till I was like 14 or so. He was a pretty cool guy. He had a lot of cool different interests from video games (obviously) to drawing to painting to football to baseball to building stuff to chess to pool (the game) to cooking to music to etc. And he also liked a large variety of video games, music, movies, TV shows, etc. his taste was very varied. And as for his actual personality he was a pretty funny guy. Mostly goofy but could be serious when he wanted to.
After age 14 I kind of lost contact with him but then somewhere in my 20s not too long ago I was able to find him on Instagram and wanted to reconnect. He liked the idea of reconnecting. His texts were sort of dry but I just assumed he was kind of tired or something. We agreed to meet up at his house because "he didn't feel like leaving his house." And so I went to his house. Immediately though his house has a VERY strong smell of weed even from outside. He opened the door and though I was excited to see him he looked like a mess. It was like 4PM yet he looked like he had just woken up and his hair looked messy and dirty and he was wearing old raggedy torn clothing. Then when he took me inside his house was a mess like a hoarder's house. I sort of said to myself that perhaps I'm overreacting, just give him a chance.
Then we just sat on two chairs in his balcony as he began to smoke weed and I tried talking about a bunch of different topics, asking him how he's been, what kind of video games he's been playing these days, does he currently work or study, what music does he listen to, etc. He began shutting me down though just saying "I don't even fuckin' know bro I'm just so fucking high right now" as he giggled. And then...this literally went on for 6 more hours, till 10PM. Me trying to start a nice conversation and him just constantly talking about weed and how high he is. I even offered to play video games together and he didn't want to. And before I left he asked why I was leaving and if I didn't wanna talk about weed some more.
I thought that maybe this was one of his bad days but as I kept texting him over several days and video calling all he wanted to talk about was weed. Like literally. And I wasn't even mad about it I was just sad. A guy who one day had a lot of different interests and was genuinely funny now only cared about weed and nothing else. Even the state of his house was sad because as a kid his house was bright and colorful and full of colorful furniture and fun collectibles and vidya game and now it's just a lifeless dirty looking house. It's actually literally the same house because his parents moved somewhere more expensive and let him keep the house which only makes it sadder.
And before anyone says anything I have NOTHING against people who smoke weed or even weed itself but the issue was that it was the ONE and ONLY thing he EVER talked about. He literally couldn't talk about anything else and was neglecting his hygiene and his house was a dirty mess. I don't think he even works. I asked him about it but he just wanted to talk about weed. I assume his parents are still paying for the house and everything.
Either way though...it was just sad. Just sad. And weed is supposed to be one of the lighter drugs out there. Imagine if he was doing more severe drugs like meth, heroin, cocaine, crack, or heck even alcohol (because alcohol is A LOT more dangerous than people give it credit for), etc. instead of weed. I'm afraid he'd actually end up killing himself.
TL;DR So basically I met up with this guy I had known since I was like 9 and he used to be a genuinely funny and pleasant guy who had a variety of different hobbies but now weed was the one and only thing he ever wanted to talk about and he was neglecting his hygiene and his house looked dirty and messy. It was just sad honestly. I don't think he even works.
For me this happened not too long ago with a friend I met in elementary school when I was like 9 and though we didn't have any classes together after 3rd grade we kept contact through online games and we played online games pretty regularly till I was like 14 or so. He was a pretty cool guy. He had a lot of cool different interests from video games (obviously) to drawing to painting to football to baseball to building stuff to chess to pool (the game) to cooking to music to etc. And he also liked a large variety of video games, music, movies, TV shows, etc. his taste was very varied. And as for his actual personality he was a pretty funny guy. Mostly goofy but could be serious when he wanted to.
After age 14 I kind of lost contact with him but then somewhere in my 20s not too long ago I was able to find him on Instagram and wanted to reconnect. He liked the idea of reconnecting. His texts were sort of dry but I just assumed he was kind of tired or something. We agreed to meet up at his house because "he didn't feel like leaving his house." And so I went to his house. Immediately though his house has a VERY strong smell of weed even from outside. He opened the door and though I was excited to see him he looked like a mess. It was like 4PM yet he looked like he had just woken up and his hair looked messy and dirty and he was wearing old raggedy torn clothing. Then when he took me inside his house was a mess like a hoarder's house. I sort of said to myself that perhaps I'm overreacting, just give him a chance.
Then we just sat on two chairs in his balcony as he began to smoke weed and I tried talking about a bunch of different topics, asking him how he's been, what kind of video games he's been playing these days, does he currently work or study, what music does he listen to, etc. He began shutting me down though just saying "I don't even fuckin' know bro I'm just so fucking high right now" as he giggled. And then...this literally went on for 6 more hours, till 10PM. Me trying to start a nice conversation and him just constantly talking about weed and how high he is. I even offered to play video games together and he didn't want to. And before I left he asked why I was leaving and if I didn't wanna talk about weed some more.
I thought that maybe this was one of his bad days but as I kept texting him over several days and video calling all he wanted to talk about was weed. Like literally. And I wasn't even mad about it I was just sad. A guy who one day had a lot of different interests and was genuinely funny now only cared about weed and nothing else. Even the state of his house was sad because as a kid his house was bright and colorful and full of colorful furniture and fun collectibles and vidya game and now it's just a lifeless dirty looking house. It's actually literally the same house because his parents moved somewhere more expensive and let him keep the house which only makes it sadder.
And before anyone says anything I have NOTHING against people who smoke weed or even weed itself but the issue was that it was the ONE and ONLY thing he EVER talked about. He literally couldn't talk about anything else and was neglecting his hygiene and his house was a dirty mess. I don't think he even works. I asked him about it but he just wanted to talk about weed. I assume his parents are still paying for the house and everything.
Either way though...it was just sad. Just sad. And weed is supposed to be one of the lighter drugs out there. Imagine if he was doing more severe drugs like meth, heroin, cocaine, crack, or heck even alcohol (because alcohol is A LOT more dangerous than people give it credit for), etc. instead of weed. I'm afraid he'd actually end up killing himself.
TL;DR So basically I met up with this guy I had known since I was like 9 and he used to be a genuinely funny and pleasant guy who had a variety of different hobbies but now weed was the one and only thing he ever wanted to talk about and he was neglecting his hygiene and his house looked dirty and messy. It was just sad honestly. I don't think he even works.
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