friend i grew up with was batshit crazy off his adderall. piss in bottles, throw chairs at teachers crazy. got kicked out of public school a few times for it, and even then i stayed in contact since i'd known him since pre-school and i helped suppress his worse habits when i was around. he finally got his act together when they balanced his meds and he made it to my highschool... and then he started drinking...
i dont like alcohol. my dad was an abusive drunk and i got to watch him die from liver failure because of his issues. almost died in a car accident with him when he paired his drinking with some valium and got into a road rage accident that almost ejected me from the car (shit old car with busted seat belts, only thing that saved me was the fact i was in the back and the front seats were bench seats). so its safe to say i dislike alcohol and hate alcoholism.
well my friend started drinking, heavily, and pairing it with high speed driving in the sports car he got from a dad overcompensating for being a shit father. and i made the mistake of driving with him once. we almost hit a kid because he was going 80 in a neighborhood, he thought it was funny... next time he stopped i snagged his keys, popped him in the mouth, and walked home with them. ended up mailing them to his mother. haven't talked to him since.
Wow that's quite a story - I'm glad you are okay after your dad and friend