Routine

I was talking to my brother in jail last weekend. I knew just about everyone that was in his jail cell. This about broke my heart. It was everyone I used to use with. This is why I moved away. It wasn't to run from problems. It was to protect myself. I knew if I had stayed I would end up back in jail or even prison.

One of the people that was in his cell I knew very well. We lived together before I went to jail. I looked up to him a lot and called him Pops. While I was in sober living he went to prison for doing the same old things. Then he got out like two months ago and has a few violations already for using. My brother gave him my number for him to call me.

Now, a week later, he still hasn't called. I know he is out of jail. No matter how you feel you can't make people change. You can try and help them but just always know some people don't want help. I have to remind myself of this sometimes. What I can do is to keep living a sober life to show them recovery is possible.