Monday, January 17, 2011

Andrew Returns, and I'm not Happy

Andrew went into rehab a mere 4 days ago, last Friday. Rather,the screws were turned and he was pressured into going, 
I am sure his reasons for not wanting to go were many.  I know of two.  First and foremost was that he would once again be away from his girlfriend Tracey.  In rehab, you can only have visitors on Saturday for 2 hours- and she works Saturdays.  Phone calls are made only 2-3 times a week and are on a speakerphone with your counselor.  You see, their overwhelming burning loving and desire for each other cannot be expected to endure such a separation. 
Second, Andrew is under the impression that "the crime does not fit the punishment".  The way he tells it, he absent-mindly had one beer with lunch and was caught.  That one beer got him kicked out of the chem-free house and sent back to rehab.  He feels as if he is entitled- above the rules, the rules were made for the people who are meaning to screw up.
Last night, as I was getting ready to go to bed, I get a phone call from Andrew, and of all things, on his cellphone.  In rehab you are not allowed to have cellphones.  He has been kicked out.  He, being above the rules, snuck in his cellphone.  Why you ask???  Do you really have to ask?  So late at night he can talk with his girlfriend and tell her goodnight was his reasoning.  See, the rules are for the guys who really screwed up and belong there, not him.  He was just putting in time to get back to the chem-free house.  Once again he feels entitled. 
He said that Rocky. the admissions counselor will talk with him on Tuesday.  Maybe he will be allowed back in the program after 30 days?  And another $400.00?
I won't put up with him putting in time here for 30 days.  He will have exactly what he wanted all along- time with his girlfriend.  I can't watch or condone this destructive relationship. 
Andrew, where are you?  What happened to the man who came out of RCA and went to Williamsburg?  The man who had a good head on his shoulders and was making something of himself.  The Andrew I know is possible. 
I'm not happy.

No comments:

Post a Comment