I went looking for some things tonight and sure enough they were gone. More of my stuff missing in the name of supplying his habit. I HAVE HAD IT! He's locked up and I'm still having to deal with his crap. Another late night and no sleep because of being angry.
I told mom I have no need to see him for a while. Maybe it isn't right but at this point he owes me some explanation and if he can't because he isn't there yet then maybe I 'm not there yet either. She is upset because I'm upset and our little addict bastard is passing his time at the center oblivious to what we have to deal with because of his stupidity and his inability to tell himself no.
Enough is enough