* Im not one to spill peoples personal business out there, but situations like this need some attention * I have one best friend, hes been there for me, likewise for him forever.. 15 years of friendship going on 16. Hes not in the greatest shape financially, physically, health wise, and mentally.. He still lives with his mom, both are addicts of pharms and no telling what else.. Neither have jobs and live off of little money given by their family. Both have been in and out of hospitals and rehabs for the past couple years and that has kept our friendship at a downward spiral. I haven't been in his house in over 3 years and last night.. i had the most nightmarish encounter ive ever seen. Its soo fucking bad, i cant even begin to explain it all without sulking in sadness. I went over to hang out, let him borrow some xbox games, chit chat, we smoked a bowl, etc.. Upon walking up to the house i can smell this bitter, sour, disgusting, wretched aroma that just about made me puke.. I sucked it up thinking it was the trash can outside.. Walking into the house, entering the kitchen. Words cannot describe how fucked up the floors, sink, counter tops, fridge were... All the linoleum was pulled up, the ceiling was falling in. Everything was coated with mold, mildew, caked up stains of ungodly proportions, trash, dead roaches filled the sink, smells emanating from every direction, caked up dog hair cluttering the floors, mud spewed all over the place, spider webs, and a broken lamp being the only eerie light source.. Looked like a shelter where addicts go and shoot up. Might i add this is a very, VERY, nice looking house on the outside in a predominantly nice little area. This ain't the scums. So despite all that, i get more curious about what the rest of the house looks like.. The living room, dark, saturated with that same sour smell.. I dared not see what it looked like with the light on. I venture into his room.. He sleeps with his dogs (the dogs another story). Once again eerily lit by a broken lamp, bed matress with mounds of dog hair and fecal matter, fecal matter all over the floor, on the walls, fleas attacking me from all over... A torn up battered sofa chair lay waste with its insides scattered througout the room. Everything coated with a weird black-dusty sticky substance. "I gotta piss" boy did i make that mistake! Walking down the hall, in a fluid saturated carpet, i make my way to what looked like the bathroom.. door torn down halfway, the tile so compacted with fecal matter and urine and dirt... the sinktop littered with trash of all sorts, rubber gloves with feces on them, the sink filled with a very hazardous looking water stoppage.. hair, utensils, toothbrushes, junk, throwup, drug prescrips filled the sink in the wasted water. Nothing, and i mean NOTHING resembled itself from when i last visited. I opened the toilet.. I OPENED the toilet.. I was expecting a head or dead baby in there at this point.. Filled to the brim with sewage and doodoo. The shower was about the most sane looking piece in the whole house.. It still had caked up dead roaches in the corners, mildew covered the walls, hair and mud just splattered on the walls. At this point i wish i had my phone with me, i was gonna take pictures for reference. There was just soo much going on in that bathroom i cant say all.. The rest of the house had to be an abomination. I'm scared for my own health for entering that house, for touching everything that i did. I had no way to turn around and clense myself because everything was contaminated. The dogs.. My sister is an animal vet and i come from a household where animals are cherished like a human. With that said.. You wont believe what I'm about to say and i'm sure theres gotta be some kind of medical description for it.. All the dogs are just skin and bones, very weary, constantly picking up matter around the floors and eating something like they haven't been fed in a month. They were small. This is what you wont believe. They were huge before and im not talking about a comparison just because they are malnutritioned. Im talking about their overall body structure and bones got smaller over time. Its like they've grown backwards into being puppies again. Last i saw them, they were magnificently huge and broad with long snouts well in their adult life stage. Their snouts have shortened, their bones have shortened. It was very odd to me.. I kept telling him.. "Man those arent the dogs i know" He kept insisting that its them and im just used to seeing my large dog alot... I was expecting a fess up or something.. but nope. as a best freind, i really feel like i need to do something. At the same time i dont wanna do anything too drastic to make his life any worse like his dogs getting taken away or the gov seizing his household for health reasons.. Because i know thats all he has. Theres weird things going on over there and i know it.. Im pretty sure his mom puts herself in the hospital on purpose to get more meds for the both of them.. Shes currently in there from a broken leg. How do you get a broken leg from walking around the house, no job, no car, doesnt go outside.. Its all too weird to me. What should i do? Just stop talking to him? Leave him rotting? Call the governent health officials to do a home cleanup or whatever they do? Call the animal humane on him? I dont know what to do. I dont think i can snitch without him knowing it was me that did it. Because I'm the only one thats been in that house for years. I thank anyone for giving me any mature advice. This is the one time in my young adult life where i feel like i got a chance to make a change for the world or someone.