I recently got really fed up with one of my long time best friends.
This friend really abused our friendship for years, on so many levels, and i always put up with it for some strange reason. He was also a long time painkiller addict, and it was difficult seeing one of my best friends be a slave, but i knew in my heart that he deserved it.
A couple nights ago, after a very long day he pulled some of the usual bullshit and i just lost it. I went into a rage blackout, but i remember advancing towards him in front of my friends house very late at night. I slumped him in the temple with all of my strength (according to my friends watching, i don't remember exactly) and he hit the pavement completely lights out. The next thing i remember was sitting on the pavement, with my closest friends around me. They told me that he stumpled to his car and drove off, popping a tire on a sewage drain. They were angry at this person also, but not to the same extent as i have. To this day none of us have talked to him, but he has supposedly stopped using painkillers alltogather. I wish to never speak to this person again, for i know he is an extremely negative influence on anyone he comes in contact with in all aspects of life. At the same time, i know that i gave him the reality check he needed to overcome addiction and in some strange way i feel that i have helped him more than he knows. I know i am a far better person than he could ever hope to be.
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