I have learned a valuable lesson. If you see a loved one trouble by the own mess they keep themselves in; they’re not going to listen to a word you say. It’s too late. It always has been. And me trying to help has damaged me more than I thought it would. I don’t have internet at my apartment right now but there’s a library right behind it (if I can conquer my social anxiety) But, I have a 4g phone and lots of books to read. It’s better than here. I a am fool for trying to make waves.