 

Im going to call my friend Paco for respect.

I met Paco at a party he threw at his house like 4,5 years ago, one of my friends introduced me to him. I instantly liked him because he didn't give a f\*\*\* what anyone thought, so he used to speak from his heart, which i respected a lot. As time went by, i started getting along with Paco more and more. I could always go to his house and he would get his dads alcohol, which was a lot, and he used to always have weed. So whenever my gang was going to hang out i always said, het lets go to Paco's. But no one liked him, called him weird and selfish. So i got mad with my friends and started to see him as almost my best friend. He introduced me to my now girlfriend, his best friend, Karla. Karla Paco and I created a bond that no one understood. Mostly because Karla and i used to laugh about Pacos trips. He always said he was "the protagonist" and we were his sidekicks. We played like children, fought with swords, and weird stuff like that. No one understood us, but we didn't care. When Paco found out about Karla and I he said we both betrayed him. And sh\*t got worse from there. He started saying he could travel from dimenssion to dimenssion. He was from the future and was chosen by god. It wasn't funny anymore because he said it sober. He also believed Karla and i were killers from God and Satan. (this happened slowly in the span of 2 years). I felt bad because i knew he liked Karla, but i thought he would understand. He called me Judas. We started seing from each other less and less, but when we did see each other he told me people were following him, and that movies were made so he could watch them, like special messages for him. He truly believed he was Rick and Morty. He used to say stuff like this, but we were always drunk, so i just laughed and sayed stuff like "yeah and im Jimmy Neutron" or stuff like that. I guess when we started falling apart, by just spending time with him, i saw he truly believed all the things in his head. He used to lock himself in his room all day, he said he just stared at the ceiling trying to reach another dimentions. He was obsessed with flying and having superpowers. Once he talked to me about his Granda, which had schizophrenia and was an alcoholic. His father tried to help her by taking her around europe and forbidding her from drinking, which apparently made her sickness worse. She killed herself from jumping from a roof :(. I tried googling stuff to find help from him, but he thought i was just trying to suck his powers or some stuff like that. Karla also tried helping him, but he forced himself on her and she kicked him out. He got really drunk and tried to kill his own dad. This is really personal, and i feel like im betraying him by texting this, but the thing is, he moved away from our home town with his mother on another continent. Away from his dad that would just ignore him. But today he called us. We talked for hours and sadly, he hasnt gotten better. He actually now says he is traveling dimenssions. He also believes he is in a loop, saying he can only get out by doing something catastrophic. I thought his mom would help him. But she just says he doesnt understand him. She doesnt take him to any doctor or anything like that. She just plays deaf and blind. I know there is something wrong but no one wants to listen. They dont want to accept it and help him. Ive just started, ashamed, to be angry at him. Because if no one wants to help him, and he is in a far away continent then he must look for help himself. But he don't want to do that either. He told me about a time he went outside and everyone tried to killed him so he ran home and told his mom's BF about this, the BF just said "what can i do", so he hanged a dumbell around his neck to protect him from bullets. Now i write this because i dont know if im helping by telling him like "man i think theres something wrong with you and sadly its getting worse" Or maybe his mom is trying to help him but the best thing is to wait? I cant understand this! I want to, so i can help, but he doesnt listen to me, he probably has blocked me again in whatsapp because to his eyes "i hate him and want to steal everything from him" Whatever we spoke today, tomorrow wont matter because hell go again to his room and think stuff. He believes i can hack his phone and read his messages. He believes he controls the world from his diary. But then he says "I know i cant" But then he forgets the "i cant". Its really hard to explain, because i dont understand it either. I ask from you so i can try and be there, and actually help him. He is a great friend, and a great human being, and he deserves help. How can i help? Am i the crazy one? Maybe he has a lot of imagination.