Title. We r both 17. (NY) I guess I’m posting this for advice or just to see if anyone’s been in a similar situation. I made this account for this post, I also often saw people say crazy shit and then just leave everyone in the dark so I’ll at least try to answer any questions or advice
I’ll call my girlfriend Alicia. Not her real name. So for some background we’ve been dating for about 2.5 years. Met each other only shortly before. She’s beautiful and truthfully I’ve had friends and girls around me my whole life but I’ve never felt anything even close to the connection I have with this girl. She’d say the same. We’re really only ever with each other we don’t even go out with other people anymore. When I was younger in highschool and even middleschool I and even most kids in general I feel would just get with people for the fuck of it. The relationships had no real meaning. I hate it. Not even with my own family (which I’ll talk about later) have I had feelings similar to what I feel with Alicia. But as for school I am enrolled. Year just started for me. I don’t usually go because I work and overall even in my sophomore and junior years my attendance was awful. Not awful enough to the point I’d get held back but it certainly wasn’t good. I moved out at 15 and I’ve been working at the same autobody shop since. (Alongside other things for $ since hours allowed by the state r low) Schedule constantly switches and is kinda inconsistent though so it’s not like I’m skipping outta school entirely. Neither of us come from particularly good places but I at least had more opportunity with my family. Parents separated when I was young, mom died not so long after from an OD. I was basically raised by my father and brother. My father’s a good man. Tough but he’s fair. My brother was shot, (was a dealer. So not that crazy or unheard of) he is alive but moved outta state shortly after. I don’t have contact with him. But when all of that went down is when Alicia first introduced to opiates. I wasn’t an addict then but it really fucked up my relationship w my dad. He wanted nothing to do with me or when he said I’d OD and end up like my mom. As for Alicia’s family her mom was a whore who wants nothing to do with her and her dad’s a drunk. I don’t know if her aunt is her legal guardian but that’s basically who took care of her before she moved in with me. Drugs ruined that relationship too. We do have a genuine connection and love for each other but more than anything we bonded from opiates as a way to cope. Mostly pills and eventually hooked on IV. I wont defend my addiction because like, I know lol, but I wouldn’t say we’re unhealthy either. Whenever we do eat we eat well and we’re both active and workout. We’ve progressively used less and less though as our lives have been somewhat stable. (In the sense of actually trying to get high. We still need to use just because of our dependence. Going cold makes the wds hell) She wanted to fix her relationship with her aunt and eventually for us to meet each other (I barely know the woman. I figured I’d try the same with my father but I never actually got to that point yet. Didn’t tell him about any of this either. We already haven’t spoken in months, but anyways) I don’t even know what happened for everything to escalate but that’s when she overdosed. Aunt performed CPR & called paramedics, they gave Naloxone, put her on a stretcher and all that other shit. I found out from her aunt since she’s been updating me and I was already scared shitless about the OD. Doctors automatically draw blood & urine though at the scene of an OD to see what’s inside the persons system. And also for women because certain medications could affect a child if they happen to be pregnant. If any of u care even this was from oxycodone & alcohol. They are leaving her in a psychiatric hold. From the hCG levels they estimate she’s maybe 2-3 weeks pregnant. They automatically told her aunt and so she told me. I don’t even know what she thinks. I wanna talk to Alicia over all of this in person, not over the phone. I just have a huge mix of emotions. I’m beyond grateful she’s alright but I’m just thinking like what would we even do with this kid. I’m able to make enough money to provide for us but definitely not for a kid. And I’m not even thinking of those kinda aspects I’m just so lost overall man. We both had rough childhoods. I wouldn’t wanna bring another kid into a broken home. We’re still young and she actually wanted to go to school and eventually do stuff. Idk. Just any thoughts or advice. I’ll be talking to her soon and maybe I’ll update
I originally posted this in r/life but I figured this sub was more relevant to what I actually need