KILLING THE SOUL: THE BETRAYAL OF FRIENDS

Lito Gruet, the author.

In the world of drug addiction, trust me when I say that there are no real friends. Only people who use people for their interests. You are only important when you have drugs, money for drugs or whatever it is that will benefit another addict. Betrayal is just a wink away. Such is the cycle of life in the drug world. Users of drugs and users of people.

I had one of these many “friends” who would come to my house. Sleep over, eat and take drugs for free. Struggling, he had a paranoid wife with 9 kids then and supported them thru small time drug dealings. Out of pity, I introduced him to a straight dealing supplier and when he rose from the ranks I never saw nor heard from him again for years. I thought he must have been arrested or killed.

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Fast forward to many years later. The tables were turned. Homeless, I was sleeping in parked jeepneys and at the side of some churches. Shoplifting so I could eat. Rummaging thru trash bins looking for fastfood packs that may have still untouched food. I then heard from another junkie that my “friend” was still pushing. This was a blessing for me (or so I thought). I went to his upgraded home. He and 3 other pushers were in his mancave along with a few free-loaders and playing “tong-its”. Thousand peso bills stacked, shabu everywhere! He wasn’t too excited to see me as I was to see him. Meekly I went to him and asked him if he could spare some cash so I could eat at the “talipapa” nearby. He ignored me twice as I waited for more than an hour as they continued playing and sniffing meth. For a hungry person that was like eternity.

Finally, for the 3rd time I told him “brother, all I am asking is P20.00 lang” to buy a small can of 555 sardines (P5.00 then) and 2 cups of rice . What happened next defined and helped fuel my motivation to finally fight my addiction when I was finally in rehab.

He looked at me irritated. Grabbed a P20.00 bill, crumpled it in his hand and THREW IT ON MY FACE shouting “put___ng ina ka… ISTORBO! Alis ka nga sa pamamahay ko, bwiset tong bwak_nang ina to”!!!

Embarrassing and degrading as it was, it was not the first time I was treated like this by “friends” who once took advantage of my popularity as an actor and my generosity. But in the end, this became a blessing because of the priceless lesson learned. And I smile now as I write this. GOD, You are indeed and incredible teacher!

Just like in almost everything else in this greedy dog-eat-dog world, real friends are as precious as water in the scorching desert. Treasure them! Because not everyone holds your best welfare in their hearts. Many are just looking for “friends with benefits” and don’t really care about you. Some are just too happy to stab you in the back or eager to see you fail. We live in a world full of hypocrites who cloak themselves as “buddies”. But it never will be as treacherous as “friends” in the world of drugs. These creatures will set you up with the cops in exchange for money, drugs or their own freedom. Thank you Jesus for my salvation.

For those in recovery, you know this story. For those who have addicts in the family… SHARE THIS WITH THEM. This may save a life.

From an ex-model, ex-actor, ex-addict

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