So a little back story. For about a month ive been taking my dad's friend's pain killers. Usually i only take 2-3 but this time i went over board and it was obvious i was taking them. My dads friend has told me flat out if im ever in amsterdam strung out on heroin that i could call him and he would get me clean and not let anyone. So basically he would have my back if something needed to be fixed that my parents shouldnt know about. So he tells my dad ive been taking his pills. I tried calling him the night before to reason things with him but he kinda brushed me off. I agree 100% that what i did showed no respect for him by taking his pills and i feel deeply sorry for that. But while searching for his pills i found a crack/meth pipe with some residue in it and i didnt "rat" him out. But yet he still did the same to me when he said i could come to him if i needed help with something my parents couldnt provide me. So i hope he forgives but i do kinda feel betrayed. I mean i deserved what i got 100%. But he made a big deal about always being the person who i could go to if i couldnt go to my parents. And that crack pipe to me changes everything. So now im on a super high dose of prozac and have to see a psychologist every weak. All because my dad thinks i need it. So thoughts opinions?