Long...Long...Week...

After what happened this last weekend...I want it to be over with...But I know that the final verdict is up to him alone...and I will respect that.

So, I am at work on Saturday and one of the employees comes up to me and tells me something about another guy. She *knows* that he is going to be royally mad at her...But that is what one of the consequences that she is willing to suffer to tell me. She then proceeds to tell me what is going on with him and asks me if I feel that I can help her to help him in anyway. Ok, a little background on him...I have known him for *almost* 4 years and I feel for him as I would a younger brother...A few weeks after he graduated High School (A semester early even) his mother told him that he had to move out because she was going to list the house for sale...SO, he gets everything together...Finds an apartment in Fargo, Job, and basically a whole new life. THEN she tells him...O no I am not going to sell the house...It was kind of like she just wanted him out of there because she was no longer getting Child Support for him. His dad was kind enough to help him the whole time that he was in Fargo. He went to School full time, worked a full time job, plus a part time job (after his flaky roommate moved out on him in the middle of the night). SO, last summer (2007) he moves back in with his dad and step-mom and starts working with us again! I loved working with him before and it seems that all is going well again...UNTIL about 6 weeks ago.
She has found out that he has a few problems to deal with and so she wanted help to deal with it...THat is where I come in at. But I NOW realize that you can only help the person if they really want the help...And that saddens me to a great avail because I want no harm to ever come to him...After all he is like the little brother that I never had...