My boyfriend and I broke up a couple months ago. He struggled with meth years before meeting me because of loneliness, depression, and homelessness.

When we met, he fell in love with me and told me how much I meant to him. Because we rushed our relationship, it ended abruptly. With both of us regretting it.

We recently got back together but I’ve learned that he’s hasn’t been doing well and relapsed.

Last night I stayed with him as he calmed down from his high. He’s sleeping now but I want to help him find the right care (LGBTQ friendly) for someone with low income. I’ve never been in a situation like this and I can’t rest until I do my part of supporting him. I know he has to make the decision but he did before without anyone and I feel that he can do it again, this time with me to hold his hand as he saves himself.

He’s located in the Bronx.