His story..............  

vidiohunter 51M
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5/20/2006 6:55 pm

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5/22/2006 2:15 pm

His story..............

Im 40 years old, and a recovering meth addict,been clean over ten years now. How I got here is a reflection of how I got there . I grew up a loner, no friends, wasnt any point in it , my father would not of allowed any kind of interaction with them any ways. He sincerily belived[ tho he has since changed his possition] that he was protecting from the evil of the world. Instead he helped to create an ill equiped young man and threw him out to the world at age 16. Now please dont get me wrong ,Im not whinin. my father and I have had long disscusions about these things ,and he knows it wasnt the best idea he ever had.And I accept full responsibility for all the choices that I have made in this story,I have no regrets.

Not having any social skills tho did pose some challenges early on ,and I must say some still to this day. people just didnt like me ,I was I belive the word used most often was obnoctios. I was without a doubt needy. I needed to fit in ,to be one of the boys.that usualy resulted in my getting my ass beat.I soon found that females,while they had no interest in me romanticly or sexualy ,were nice to me, and would often cater to my needyness. this also resulted in many ass beatings,jelous boy friends and such.

My introduction to the world of drugs came at age 19, by that time I had got a job ,rented a trailer from my grand parents and bought my first car. I had several other cars but they were all given to me by some and usualy didnt work well. my neighbor in the park was a 40 year old nam vet ,the only person in the park who would talk to me. he had lost several of his fingers
and would often ask me over to roll him a few days supply,I enjoyed his company his old war stories were very intertianing to me then, one day he aked me to roll him a joint ,I siad I didnt know how ,he said it was just like rollin a cig and he couldnt that I was 19 and hadnt at least tried pot. I got so stoned that day that I also got drunk for the first time ,not a good combination for me ,and never has been since. I got very ill, I fell out of his trailer cracked my head on the drive way [the first of many head injurys] and that was the last thing I remember. I woke up 2 days later in my trailer,where he had put me,covered in blood and puke. oh I felt like shit that day. felt worse when my boss called and fired me.got very bad there for while running pot for man next door drinkin every day ,just to hide my depresion at my own bad choices. A few weeks later I let a female freind of mine stay in the trailer while went out of town on a drug run,told her that she had to be out by 8:00am so that my grand parent didnt find her there should they come by .Well she didnt ,they did .I came home after a very long trip ,deal went south lost the money car blew up ,took 8 hrs in the rain and mud to fix it enough to get home,home was gone. My grand parents had taken the trailer ......
it all went to hell from there.............


tiyannah 47T

5/21/2006 10:40 am

AWWWWW,WHAT A BUMMER I WANTED TO COMMEND YOUR COURAGE TO SHARE YOUR PAST,AND TO LET YOU KNOW WHEN LIFE SERVES YOU LEMONS HELL,MAKE SOME LEMONADE (SMILE) CONGRATS ON YOUR BEING ABLE TO KICK YOUR ADDICTION IN THE ASS.......GOLD STAR FOR YOU BABY!!!!!!


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