A year ago my little brother started acting ‘different’. We couldn’t put our finger on it, but eventually it got worse and worse. I say little, but he’s 30 and was living with his wife and son at the time. I can only imagine how bad it go before she finally kicked him out, but she’s shared episodes of him going through crazy highs and lows. Sleeping for days and then being enraged for hours over something as simple as what type of cereal she bought.
I love my brother, but he’s an idiot. He’s never going to find another girl like her. She’s totally opposite of him, and had no idea what he was doing. Poor thing was going crazy, trying to figure out what was wrong. It wasn’t until months after he had gone that she found out what he had been doing. And that’s only because once he was on his own he went from bad to worse. He stayed away from all of us but we heard stories from friends who were concerned about him. I still can’t believe the stories we heard. I feel for my poor sister-in-law as he got involved with a lot of bad people and we heard stories of lot of women, and much, much worse.
As fast as he started doing drugs, he has now stopped. He’s been clean for three months and although he’s doing better, his behavior is not the same as before he started doing the drug. He has mood swings. Still gets mad. Is very depressed and sad and feels sorry for himself constantly. He also blames everyone else for what he was doing. From his wife, to his family and friends and even his son. His reasoning is that we all knew what he was doing and didn’t try to stop him.
He’s even convinced that his wife someone guided those ‘women’ to him during his ‘downfall’ so that he would fail at being on his own and have to crawl back to her. She has tried to be there as much as she can, and she has forgiven most of his past transgressions. But every time she thinks she might want to work things out with him, he will have another episode and either get so depressed he refuses to talk to her or wants to scream at her over the phone. He’s like that with all of us also. Sometimes he loves his family (mother, father, sister, etc.) and is thankful for us being there for him. Other times he hates us all and brings up incidents that happened when we were children!
I don’t know what to do. Is he ruined forever? Will Crystal Meth affect him forever?