My husband's so-called best friend, who keeps calling him for pills, knowing what his situation is.
You know, I thought maybe you were a decent human being, and even wanted to be your friend. But now, every time you call and text me to try to get his attention when he doesn't answer you, it makes me want to punch you in the throat. You're supposedly "clean", yet you still do everything else under the sun, except fentanyl. That's not "clean". Clearly, judging by your actions, you're still living the lifestyle of a fucking junkie.
And your supposed "boyfriend"...poor guy thinks he has some kind of future with you, but little does he know, you're basically just using him, hoping that you develop feelings for him at some point in the future. But you probably won't because...well, you're a whore. You've done this with how many guys now? Now you're moving to a different state with him, and he's convinced that it's because you care about him, when in reality, you just want to get away from the shit hole you currently live in. That's the main thing he's good for to you right now. You make me sick.
And your two kids, whom you've lost custody of (and now I see why), didn't even come up as a thought, did they? The fact that, you know, you'll be hundreds of miles away from them and won't get to see them much at all...do you even care? Probably not. You've got a bunch of Facebook photos of them plastered all over your timeline so that you look like a great mother to everyone else, but in the real world, you run away from them instead of trying to get them back. There's really not much about you to like or respect. I so wish I could tell you this directly, but he'd get mad at me because he's a terrible fucking judge of character and still wants me to be your friend. So I can't.
Go back to jail, c*nt. You fit in much better over there than you do in society.