i've been thinking about what you said about him and i have to say this:
i cannot help him from a million miles away.
i cannot let him mess up his future or his life even though i keep telling him he is, he is-
especially if he keeps doing what he's doing.
i am not getting on a plane and writing a eulogy to someone who never even loved me back- that's not how i want to come home.
he needs a rock- trust me- i once was his rock.
but now that i'm gone, he doesn't have a rock.
he just needs someone, anyone, to tell him that you're there for him through night and day even if you don't want to be.
kiss his forehead, hold his hand, run in the rain, go to the beach during the winter. he will see that his life does in actuality matter.
he needs to know that you won't change him just be there to guide him.
so please do me a favor, the kid has lost all faith, be his damn rock.