I hadn't seen him for almost 20 years and it ended badly. He called last year and said he needed to escape and that he was an alcoholic. I said no, even though my DH said if he needed to, he could come and stay, but I wanted to protect my children as he sounded like he was in a huge mess. I said no.
That will haunt me.
I just remember seeing him for the first time. We were waiting in a queue for a nightclub. We were so young. He left me two years later for his 1st girlfriend back home and married her.
He did SO well in his career. He was so clever and so fucking funny.
I didn't help him.