After my brother died I felt very disappointed in most of the people I considered my friends. None of them were there for me, they stopped even checking in on me at the lowest point of my life. I had one friend I had met several years prior in a biology class, and he was the only one who kept in touch. But when I would try to talk about what I was going through he would tell me to move on and change the subject. On top of this, he kept trying to ask me out on dates, and every time I would tell him I wasn't interested in him that way. Normally I would have ghosted him after the 3rd time, but I was in a very low place and needed a friend. He was born with a genetic mutation that caused him to pass dozens of kidney stones a year, and I would take him to his procedures and pick up his prescriptions and just generally tried to be there for him like a friend would be. But every time I did something nice like that for him, he would ask me out AGAIN. I went off on him one night because in the middle of the night he kept texting me about how much he liked me and we should be together and I should just give him a chance. I kind of put 2 and 2 together that he was abusing his pain meds from the kidney stones, he would get all high at night, hit on me, then completely forget he did it, rinse and repeat every night. He admitted he just liked getting high off the meds, and I tried to convince him to get help. (I was going through my own struggles with abusing pain meds after losing my brother. I was trying to escape the emotional pain I was feeling) so I recognized the signs. I told him I would get help with him but he refused to believe he had a problem. He was in an 8 year program to become a doctor of eastern medicine, and he started getting really into all kinds of strange "natural" remedies and herbs and then started reading tarot cards. He was relentless about asking me out, so I finally just ghosted him. I went to therapy and stopped abusing pain meds and eventually a year went by without talking to him. I got curious one day wondering what he was up to, and when I looked him up I was completely shocked. He moved to Mexico on a whim with some girl, and was now calling himself psychic. He had all kinds of websites where for a fee he would give you a reading over the internet through email. His website had prices for one time sessions, or for a substantial fee he would send you a weekly "personalized" reading via email. There was also crystals and stuff for sale on the site. I couldn't believe he was ripping people off like this. I feel like I got out just in time and really dodged a bullet. He obviously went completely off the rails. I feel like he really needs help, but he refused help from me so I wash my hands of it. I just hope he eventually comes to his senses and gets the help he needs.