Thoughts = Insomnia

Ever try to fall asleep, or try to focus your attention on a task, but you can' because you have something on your mind? Try to think of another thing, or try and hide the thought, try thinking about nothing (or not thinking even). Just makes it worse and you can't stop thinking about it. I wonder if that's the brain's natural spite, or that it's a sign you need to deal with it. Maybe i shouldn't think about it too hard, might loose sleep over it.

I need to put something out there so i can get back to homework.

"The greatest evil is the indifference of good men." - Priest from Boondock Saints.

Good words to live by, but when do you cross the line from helping/what you think is helping, to overstepping your boundaries and trying to enforce your morals into a situation.

Or is there a middle point to all this.
By saying your piece, and leaving the end result/decision to the person the comment was directed at might be all that's needed.

Here's my piece.

Went out w/a friend (who i will call Beauty) I hadn't seen in a long time, and her friends. Had a great night, lots of fun.
One of her friends (who i will call Beast, she's not one, but it leads up into a dumb metaphor i have brewing) has a rough history, getting into all kinds of crowds.
Now Beauty cares a lot about her friend, as a good friend does. Recently Beauty and Beast moved in together, Beauty thinking she can help Beast turn over a new leaf.
Great start, best place for recovery is in the company of someone who cares and wants to help.
Now, Beauty is on the fence on a lot of topics because she doesn't want to offend or drive away one of her long time friends by saying something. This is where my thought above comes in.
Beauty voices her disapproval of the situation to me, but is not saying anything to Beast, not acting, nor do i think she ever will. That is a decision made. Life goes on.
(How's that for faith, truth can be hurtful, and sometimes needed.)
So Beast goes on doing what she knows best, seemingly content, but it's destructive on her emotionally and physically. Her eyes show what she won't let her face say.

*Flashback!* (to the night we went out.)
Sitting in the basement, playing some cards, drinking a beer, and i see a tiny bag with white contents move across the room. I'm watching it pass by and change hands. "Oh Curtis is cool" F-en rights i am. Why was that said... hmm... ah doing some "rails" i see. I put it out of my mind. That shit won't hit my bloodstream. That's fact. I have no problem with substance abuse/usage, because i know it won't affect me, only the persons doing it. Oh wait, by relation, it does affect me on another level.

So Beauty goes for it.
I'm thinking wow, looks like Beauty is on the path of the Beast. (Lots of history not being mentioned as to reasons/actions, etc) Maybe Beauty has become the Beast, maybe it's too late. There's your metaphor.
Seems to me like it might be hard to aide one in the recovery of something, when you begin to justify their actions by becoming involved in it. Makes sense no? Maybe not,

This is where intevention becomes questionable, you care enough to say something, but you don't want to push them away. I figure there are two outcomes of speaking your mind in this situation, the first is recovery, the second is the hiding of the issue so the topic is never brought up again.

Do what you like, but as soon as I see it becoming a harmful tradition, expect an intervention. I'd expect every one of you to do the same for me. It's not because my opinion states you shouldn't be doing it, it's because someone cares about you and your mental/physical health.

It's because I like you.
If i didn't like you, you wouldn't hear anything.