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The analysis doesn't contain much information but my doctor has only contradicting information to make an analysis on, am I paranoid by nature or is it artificially induced by drugs? So I have been prescribed anxiety tablets to see if they help and to gain more insight into my problem by ruling out what ever the tablets may fail to medicate. I could not get the tablets today because I had no money and I don't know whether or not I can get them for free so I have to wait but I recently done speed so I can't take them for a few days any way in case of a detrimental reaction.

Also to rule out whether it is drug use he has urged that I go to rehabilitation just for cannabis addiction which is not something I though rehab was for but I think will help me and I think I will be able to meet new people and gain more insight into myself if I go so I will ring the centre tomorrow. Tonight I research the pills and I research the centre. I feel hopeful and I feel once this is over I will be functioning perfectly with a job too :D
I went away over the weekend, and like R even MORE now... Agh, I definitely need to break up w/C, current bf; I am just worried about his mental health and worried that he will hurt himself...
I haven't seen R since last week, but we've been talking on the phone, texting, and e-mailing, and even though I still think he is arrogant, I don't think he is a prick at all... I like him a lot, actually. He makes me feel good about myself like I haven't felt in a looooong time. He really loves his kids, and he is more mature than C (and R is closer to my age, too!). Maybe I am buying the snake oil, but he said he wished he had met me before his wife because I am so much more funny and cool. Uggghhh, this is taking a WORSE tun! I didn't think I would develop actual feelings for this guy! I thought it would be just sexual/physical attraction... The thing is I'm feeling all that floaty "lovey" endorphin high, and it's wonderful. He says he thinks about me all day, and I think about him, too.
He has sincere, beautiful eyes.
OH YEAH his wife found an e-mail w/my pic (not a dirty pic), so now she is stalking me, b/c of course her husband is innocent and I am an evil harlot trying to seduce her husband... 8)
Today is Wednesday, March 10th,2010 and it is now 1243PM here in Brooklyn,New York City.

Continuation of my previous entry...

So finally Jackie comes on and tells me she is in the on-base internet cafe. I really did not findit strange because over the previous few days she had been locked out of her Yahoo ID (something that happens in Asia quite a bit for some reason) and been trying to see if it was related to her PC (systemic) by trying to access it via the cafe. Before much was said she told me that after having gone to sleep the night before, someone had removed a fewof the slatsin the large jalousie window in the livingroom. The person then entered the house and stole the PC and DVDplayer.

She had already contacted her eldest bro. (in SE Asia the eldest sibling,especially male, assumes the role of a surrogate parent). He was on his way back to the base and would escort her to the MP station to file a report. Military bases the world over are hotbeds for gossip and a neighbour had already come to her and reported that a man was trying to sell a PC at an off-base cafe.

When we next talked several hours later she told me that they had made the report and also visited the cafe. Indeed the cafe had bought it and wanted 10,000 Pesos (225 US) to relinquish it. In the West the cafe could be charged forhaving bought a stolen item but in the Philippines things are much different.

The next morning eldest bro took Jackie to the cafe to obtain the PC and were informed that the clerk who bought the computer had been savvy enough to record the sellers info. Much to her suprise and horror Jackie found that the seller (i.e. the thief) was her youngest brother!

Eldest bro wanted to beat him but by then he was in the wind. He then insisted, to Jackie's horror, that they file a criminal complaint (called "blottering" in local parlance) againt the youngest brother.

To be continued...
Ok, I'm gonna try to describe the high's of every drug (or group of drugs) that I've tried.

No doubt I might forget one or two, but here goes:


Alcohol: Uninhibited

Amyl Nitrate (Poppers): Rushing

Benzos: Calm

Cocaine: Wired

Ecstasy (MDxx): Lively

GHB: Relaxed

Ketamine: Lost

Marijuana: Stoned

Methamphetamine: Alert

Opiates: Blissful

PCP: Unpredictable

Salvia: Bizarre

Tobacco: Habitual
I'm not in the mood for writing a blog but I felt it could be important for recording how I am doing and it is also important for marking the start of my life.

Today I have made an appointment with my doctor for today to check up on my mental health as I have been very paranoid and anxious for as long as I remember but it became more intense, more apparent and influenced my behaviour since I started using drugs.

I think I may have schizophrenia as my behaviour and thoughts are very relate-able to symptoms I have read about and my friends have urged me that I can not see how far out there the things I say seem which are; according to the symptoms, delusions.

I also am going to have a check up on my heart rate and blood pressure because my heart feels strange at random points during the day sometimes beating heavily other times beating normally but with a strange feeling or pressure or slight pain which says to me I might have a problem such as a disease or a disorder with my heart, lungs or blood.

I will record in my next post the analysis and/or results and what will happen to me next.
Hopefully my ongoing blog will inspire people to get help early on and not pass off bad feelings as delusions as I have. I also hope it will inspire people to keep their lifestyle clean of drugs as I am only young and I can already see the dark void of lurking junkies in the darkness and situations of flickering eyes and anti-trust.
Came out looking good, or so the tech said. I'll have to confir it with the neurologist on Thursday but as of right now it looks like I am in the clear for NO epilepsy :D YAY!

Now for my ghetto fab new braclet:

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Will update on Thursday on the results and such. Me a little happy now though. Though now I have to wash y hair a zillion times :|
so I was just going through this and I realized that I only write when I'm upset, well this entry changes that. I'm doing MUCH better from the last time I wrote anything here. I've been back in school for a couple months now and that's going great. I took english 101 over the winter semester and Aced that, now I'm in english 102, history 111, speech 101, and math 082 for spring. I think I'm doing well in those also.

I have also been very good as far as drug use. I haven't used heroin or cocaine in close to 6 months I think :D I guess I'm weird because I don't know exactly when my last hit was, I feel like a lot of addicts count off the days clean, then the weeks, then the months, but I just never did that :\ maybe when I jump off of the suboxone I'll keep a record, but right now I just guess. I'm not off by more than a week or two I'm sure. Either way the point is I'm doing REALLY well. It's just finally so awesome to be able to post something positive in my blog here. I'm babysitting my nephew today and he's so much fun, we watched Spongebob and played with his toys all morning, then we went outside and jumped on the trampoline, he swung on the swing for a bit, and now he's sitting on my lap playing with the webcam while I type this. I <3 him.

ok BL, that's my update. the first positive one evar! :D I hope you guys are doing as well as I am!
How has my addiction caused me to hurt myself or others?

03/08/2010 10:07


Fuck. This is another HUGE question. I’ll start a list of categories and perhaps expand on them more in depth later.

  • Physically
  • Financially
  • Emotionally
  • Relationship-wise
  • Mentally
  • Standard-of-living
  • Socially
  • Spiritually
I am practically a married woman. I've been with my boyfriend for three years in May. He has devoted SO much love, money, and attention to me. Our dirty secret is he has horrible vices. He has hit me, he's an alcoholic, a huge pot-head, and he actually gets off on saying cruel things to me sometimes. Plus he just had a drug overdose that was VERY preventable and STUPID of him!!
All of these things combined have added up to me being very ummm disgusted by him lately. Well, that is strong wording. I am just not feeling romantically inclined towards him. The feeling has been building for a while. I am realizing more and more that we have very few things in common. His family hates me. I'm just having a hard time seeing a future.
Then a few weeks ago, I met R, who just happens to be MARRIED (but you'd never know it based on how he flirts with practically ANY female). He actually prevented the bf from getting violent on me once, so he is not all bad, plus I couldn't avoid seeing him, because I was living in the building he works in. He's tall, thin, and good-looking- and knows it :!
Anyways, the night before I moved out of the building, R and I got fucked up together. Like, REALLY drunk and stoned. He made it very obvious he wants me to be his "mistress" (he's been with the same girl pretty much since he was 14)... He said he likes me cuz I've only been in long-term relationships so I'm good and clean! The thing is, there is no sugar-coating something this wrong.
He is so shallow, and just wants to cheat to put a notch on his belt and inflate his ego even more, yet I'm SO INTO HIM.

Anyway, no cheating, but we "shotgunned" eachother hits of weed, and I really wanted more. Like tingles and weak knees, the throbbing: the works.

How is it that I am totally aware of what a cocky, arrogant, self-absorbed jerk he is, yet I want to hump the shit out of him?
I gotta say, I was very disappointed with this energy drink. :p


I am so fustrated with my ex. He's had ample time to sign the custody papers, a plan that HE worked out, as I first wanted MORE time and I willingly sacraficed a little time to make it fair that everyone in her life get to see her equally. He now "apparently" has a job doing contruction from 6am-5pm or something like that, boohooo he has to wake up at 4am and he has it so hard boohoo. Excuses, Excuses. T is saying that he's purposely stalling to drag all the dirt out in court, even if he does, it would look bad on him. We're working on improving our lives - he's sitting on the computer chatting with any airhead with tits and a vagina. He's lied on his financial - a legal document. He's lagging this on which is going to make it worse in the long run for our daughter but all he sees is HIM HIM HIM.

I am so tempted to post a M4M ad on Craigslist with his picture saying he's looking for a good ass raming by some HUGE dick and wants to try and suck a 10"..... LMFAO.... I know I can't because it's illegal but fuck just thinking of it, makes me laugh so hard.

T, thinks they are stalling to "build" something on us so we will lose FULL RIGHTS and I will never see her again and cause issues with CAS with OUR son. I told him he's paranoid and to take some more antipsychotics LOL mean but true.

I fucking hate this shit. Its causing me more undue stress, I bet you once this case is over (if it goes well in our way) that my stress will reduce 10% at least.

Argh! :! **flipping the dirty goof the finger** he lives with in telescope range (45min walk from my house - at a slowish pace).

If I scream and yell and throw a tantrum like a 4yr old child right now....well just look the other way.... it wont be a pretty sight....

Fdsgfhsdgfsudgfudhgfjdshbfjsdhfushgd!!!!!!! :!:!
Back in high school, I was an every day stoner. Its almost as if I couldn't go without it. Looking back, I can say now that I was definitely psychologically (not psychically) addicted to weed.

Then I got in to opiates. I had found what I'd been looking for my whole life! Man oh man those first few times getting high on heroin/methadone/oxycodone were just pure bliss. Hard really to explain in words just how good opioids made/make me feel inside. So forget the weed! I pretty much stopped all pot smoking when I became a junkie at age 19-20ish because why would I want to waste money on pot when I had opiates to buy?! Very long story made very short, I'm now on MMT. Currently, my clinic does not test for THC in the monthly random UA...hey, I can deal with that, right? ;)

Well, the other day something came over me and I decided to try smoking some marijuana for the first time in years. I got some pretty good, heady greenbud from a cigarette vendor selling Vietnamese Marlboro's for $3.00 per pack ~ any store will charge no less than $7.00-$8.00 per pack for the good brands; Camel, Marlboro, Newport, etc. Next, I found an empty pop can and fashioned a quick pipe for my first toke in more than a year. Bing-Bam-Boom and all the sudden I'm high as a kite! I cannot believe how incredibly stoned I got off that tiny amount I smoked out of the can. That's what taking an extended break from weed smoking will give you; extreme stone-age!!! Incredibly RRRrrrripped!!!! LOL I love it.

So here we are, it's Monday the 8th of March the year 2010 and I've got about a nickel bag of pot. I miss being a stoner. I think I'll become a bit of a more regular pot-toker now that I've dipped back into it and enjoyed it so much.

thelung: proud to be a weed smoker! <3
I think I should keep out that I wanted to punch them in the face for that questionaire. Holy shit, and I thought I was fucked up. Shit, I'm suprised they didn't asked how much I masturbate or pee in it. No I don't recall how many times I've seen my doctor in the past 12months but I do in the past YEAR haha if you want to be technical it's only 3 months into this year and I've seen him 2 times :p LOL I think I got a headache from it.

Want to hear the most STUPID question on it?

Sometimes we have TV stations yadda yadda, film you and show it on TV, yadda yadda......

Yeah Umn, SOCIAL ANXIETY..... Hell it's the ANXIETY CLINIC..... yeesh, might as well ask someone who is agoraphobic "Hey, you want to go for a walk? it's nice out." Yeah, no.

Now I see why some people go crazy.... talk about repeating questions, and I know they have their reasons for it. I did take a College Course in all these lovely tests...well it was a part of the course but not THEE course LOL but heck, annoying when they have the same question worded 4 different ways. Hells I have anxiety not a lowered IQ haha.

Well, I got to run and get out in this nice weather...god it's beautiful out today :D
Making progress with my medication. I took my medication at night last night to see what the difference was. I know, bad bad me but my temper is better and it helps with my anxiety - not social anxiety - just general anxiety.

I am seriously thinking of starting Yoga, maybe save up for a session or two of acupunture and a body massage.

I am also going to start working out and eating better. I've said that for ages but I really do need to start doing it. I noticed when I went outside and eat fruit and listen to music and just mellow out..... my headache....GONE! Fn A, that cure will save money each month on ASA's and Tylenol.

I think I hit a road block with my Geneology research again. I thought I hit gold but I think not....

I found my Great-Great Grandparent's information. I possibily might have found my my GGGM's father or grandfather. GGGM was born in 1867 and the man is 1828, so I guess if the GGGM was born later in his father's life it's possible...39yrs old is not unheard of. I just need to find the connection now between them. There has to be some kind of documentation out there.....or did another church burn down again.... *argh!* LOL

One of these days I will take a trip to New Brunswick and Scotland. Though the second will take a lot of saving LOL

I am thinking of moving the family out to the East Coast (canada).

My bestfriend went to Bonavista, NFLD for her mom's funeral and the pictures were beutiful and the crab was the size of my head almost haha.

I also want to visit my "home" new brunswick. Well they name most of the province after your family and i think it's all due right to at least visit it LOL

Here is a beautiful picture under NSFW to save some space...
NSFW:



Beautiful place. Bonavista, NFLD.

My namesake

where I want to move to


My "hometown"....sorta LOL



Not sure if all those images worked but I will check it out now and if not i will just leave the links....

Headache coming again. I swear its this apartment, I never had so many at the old place and I hated the old place =/

I do want to move to NB, but I have to visit my bestpal in London, ONT before I go though or she'd kill me LOL

Plus some others I'd have to visit before leaving but hey it's like a 5 yr plan in the blueprint stage. No worries for now. Though I am sure I can get a relocation fund if we were to.....they pay nicely, and I am sure we could get there pretty cheaply....or at least I dream haha.

Dreams, I love my dreams. I get what I want in my dreams. Ahhh dreams. LOL

Ya Im a nerd..... ignore me haha
Have I tried to quit using and found that I couldn’t? Have I quit using on my own and found that my life was so painful without drugs that my abstinence didn’t last very long? What were these times like?

I answered this question through excerpts of my Blog/Journal and won't bother pasting multiple entries for one question. (I have a copy of my Step Work writings in a Word document).

I'm glad I journaled while I was using. It captures the state of mind better since I was typing it while feeling it.

This is much better than reflecting on how it felt which bears the risk of minimizing or exaggerating how it truly was.

I'm looking forward to reading this document once all 69 questions have been answered.
Today is Monday, March 8th,2010 and it is now 431 AM here in Brooklyn, New York City.

As I explained, Jackie has brothers. The eldest died on Jolo (an island between Mindinao and Borneo) in combat against Abu Sayyaf, an Islamo-fascist gueriila army. I also spoke of 2 other brothers both currently serving, the elder 1 a Scout Ranger, the other an Infantryman. There is also a younger brother, 24.

In a military family like Jackie's there is always going to be a blacksheep who rejects the button down conformity. This brother is the black sheep.

Last week there signal problems with Jackie's bradband so instead of her staying up all night to IM with me, she went to sleep around midnite.

The next morning (Ph Time) she did not talk again which is very unusual for her but many unexpected things can happen in that part of the world.

A good example would be in early 2007. At that time Rizza was im Mindanao getting our main house, in the family compound, ready while I finished my last few months in the IDF. We used to IM a couple of hours each day when I was off duty.

One day Rizza stopped IMing. I called home, phones were out of order...Mindanao has volcanoes, earthquakes literally monthly (6 on the Richter Scale is normal), mud slides, flooding, tsunamis (very rarely), cholera, ebola, rabies, snake bites, rampant crime, and at tat time 11 rebel movements (now there are only 8)...So I began to get crazy ideas. 6 days later, I Am offduty in Jerusalem and I see, in the library, a small article in the International Herald`. Apparently a dredging ship (underwater construction) had inadvertantly tore up a major undersea cable off of Taiwan. The article continued saying that phones and related services like DSL would be affected for about 3 weeks! Cell phones at the time were not worth the effort because of our remote location in the bush.

I thought that maybe some calamity had befallen Jackie or1of her daughters.

To be continued...
hm, well it definitely seems like im been sort of busy doing things lately, im really happy right now with my life. i dont know how many other times ive felt this happy in life, maybe when i was in my imagination as a child.

seems like the imagination is the place i like most out of anywhere with my life as a human being here on earth. behind closed eyes is where a lot of things happen for me, and with them open i am beginning to see things unfold neatly, but in a disorginized fashion. things are crazy an my mind is always moving real quick, its hard to stop it sometimes it does some flips and jumps on itself, ouch. ill finish this rant latur im loosing some steam.
I had some blood tests done last week to check my hormone levels (as a tranny, I'm on male-to-female hormone replacement therapy), and apparently I now have more estrogen and less testosterone than the average female!

I wonder if that's contributing to my mood swings? :p
I am always dubious even bothering with this yahoo blog. Most of the time I don't even bother. I'm extremely disappointed in it ever since they had to go and fuck with it, against the majority of yahoo
customers at that. I'm constantly baffled at a world of people that insist upon fucking with shit,
merely to "upgrade" when there is nothing wrong or broken with the present system, that has in
fact served quite well. However in this world of progress, I'm the exception & not the rule. The
rest of the world can fuck off with their dumb ass upgrades since they must, but whenever I have
a choice not to, I will stick with what works best for me. If it's not broken, don't fix it. If it's NOT
working, THEN hey I'm all for assessing & fixing the problem with well researched information,
after which time, go right ahead & put up whatever the best possible solution is, see if it works.
If not, find one that does. It seems however that the world of "progress" & CORPSEorations
my views, not to mention myself personally, lol, are most unappreciated. I'm dismissed as
being "too slow" or what not & for years as a teen & even into my 30's, believed them & wondered
what was wrong with me.

The very young years were especially painful, as I grew up thinking I was stupid or "slow" as
"they" said. Much later I found out that "they" in fact were wrong. My IQ was somewhere in the
140's or so in certain areas, but it wasn't until the last year I researched & came across an
interesting tidbit of information. Most people learn from "visual" ques, a lesser amount through
"audio" meaning they learn from someone explaining or listening as opposed to watching better.
Not surprising, the last, & of course smallest of all of these "groups" came the ones that learned
by "kinethetically" or simply by doing. When I thought about that I got an "a ha!" moment & yeah
that's EXACTLY the way I learn, always have. In my early years both in school & the work force,
teachers or whoever was training me in a new job would "show" me once or twice, expect me to
remember it, then pick up speed (& I don't mean the kind I do now ha ha) & good to go.

It was also true though that if I managed NOT to get fired b4 this painful initiation ended (and btw
I don't mean due to my own fault of blowing off work because I got high--actually trying) I DID or
WAS eventually the fastest, most hardworking, & productive employee they had. But again, that
was only if the exasperated bosses/coworkers that gathered round and complained about me
being "too slow" didn't get me fired first. That whole trip was SO very demeaning & obviously I've
carried it around with me to this day. At least now I know to tell people, or whoever in any setting
or new situation where I'm expected to learn (the quicker the better of course) I now know to tell
them "don't show me. Let ME do it a couple times, but with YOU directing me.THAT way I WILL
learn & it will STICK." It's true too. I only wish I'd had this information 30 years ago, as it would
have saved me a great deal of pain & wondering why I couldn't "pick it up" like everyone else so
easily--& why after I did it MY way enough times I ended up hauling ass so well.

Like I said, this was without the excuse of drugs even. Of course well into my addiction, when I
made the mistake of giving into tweak that way much too good 4 me to leave it & go to work, those
were completely my fault & when I did my step work for NA, I felt so sorry & so sad for the times I
just completely flaked on nice people that didn't deserve that at all. I've noticed being back into my
addiction, I have tended to backslide in some areas, like blowing up at people. Erik can testify to
that, ha ha. It's not funny, but 2 things I'm NOT doing or 2 mistakes I'm NOT repeating over & over
that I kept making in the past are NOT blowing off work & NOT getting too tweaked or loaded TO
be going to work. I have 3 days off in a row that allow me to have that time & making it easier to
be the responsible person that both my employer, the family I work at, & I deserve. Also, at least
I will wait 2 or 3 whole days after someone has pissed me off, like Scott, for example BEFORE
blowing up.

Scott convinced me to buy his car, that if I put $200 down & make that much in payments every
month, he'd let me have the car, sign it over to me. His wife wrote up a contract. It would have been
paid off in 5 months. Long story short, Scott is like fucking almost impossible to get a hold of. Days
would go by, he would not return my calls, or when he did, he'd say something like, "oh I'm taking
it to the DMV for you" or "AAMCO." So I finally DO get a hold of him, I'm up all day taking the bus
home, they were way late, Scott woke me up, took me to his house, I gave him $60 cash plus $10
in gas, got receipt, took car home only to find the damn key don;t come out of ignition. I had a mi-
graine from hell, plus I hadn't yet had sleep, I couldn't deal with it. I called Scott & he gave some
other crap instructions that had to do with a screwdriver.. at which point I just said I'd deal with it
the next day. By the time I got home from work the next day, I'd slept over 14 hours, & made a
wise decision not to mention anything about this car business to Sam the guy I pay to drive me to
work 4 nights a week plus occasional once a week or every other week 2 the store to get groceries.

That right there costs me $80 a week which is a lot, yet still half the cost of a cab, plus no one else will help me. The bus routes only go 3/4 of the distance now due to cutbacks from our fucked up
economy, & it's a good 3 miles, too far to walk, especially late at night. Plus, I sitll have to pay
$12-$20/wk to get around by bus getting home from work, or if I have errands I need aside from my
allotted trip with Sam every wk or every other week. When I had the car, I paid $50/wk in gas. The
insurance was low, thank God for middle age at least lmao, the lube, oil, filter changes I kept up,
registration was cheap, but of course as usual life always sends some expensive shit I can't afford,
$1100 to fix the damn car when it broke----when I was back into my addition again & able to afford
it the LEAST. NOT mind you, that I would of been able to afford it had I still been clean, cause I
wouldn't of, hell no. I would, however had probably had some help from NA friends for at least 2
nights of my work week. I just couldn't go to NA pretending to be clean. I'm a terrible liar. Con-
trary to popular belief not ALL of us junkies ARE good liars because I suck so bad, it's not even
worth the hassle of doing so.

So, 2 days after I had Scott's car, he comes to the house, does not knock on my window like he
usually does when he wants something, nor did he bother knocking on Mom's door or try to call her.
I wake up to find Mom telling me the car is gone, I'm disoriented, & when I listened to my fone
messages I got while asleep, I got this cock & bull story from insurance agent saying even if I have
my own auto insurance, I can't legally drive car, blah blah, then Scott saying "sorry i have to take the
car back or I'm in trouble." Sure. He sold it to that whore Vanessa is what he did. He said she wanted
to buy it & her parents gave the money, so instead of telling me like a friend should and giving me back the $70, he acts like a snake and just takes the car. Mom was pissed & said she didn't appre-
ciate him on her property w/o permission to repossess anything. 3 days went buy and Scott re-
fused to call me back and THAT is when I for real blew the fuck up, blew his phone up & yeah I
shouldn't have, but I went off. He kept sending me text messages saying he has my money but
refused to call me or tell me a day/time he give me my money back. I had to keep on his ass, but
he said I was an asshole in so many words, whatever, gave me $40 said that was all he had &
got all pissy with me when I was late walking to the store to meet him coz he couldn't come to my
house or wouldn't. Whatever. He never used to screw me like that. He's now totally taking
advantage giving people raw deals & I guess our "friendship" is over due to how according to him
"i screwed him over" by calling his wife. I just asked her the real issue & could I have my $ back.

Whatever. I may be a crappy liar even if I am an active addict, but I still know a line of crap when I
hear one. Scott is over his head in his addiction so he's ripping others off in different ways, & con-
sequently telling more lies to his wife & everyone else lies, then telling more lies to cover himself
for the lies he told before. He thinks he's a good liar, but he doesn't fool anyone, not even his wife
who looks the other way, probably because they have a 9 year old son. I never should have done this
give money to Scott. I've kicked myself plenty of times, but he knew I am in a situation where I can't
afford %20 interest at a dealership, as I'm living check to check again. What an asshole. Not that
it matters, but I've lost my 2nd connection, although I learned I could never buy more than a 20 or 40
bag at the most & only when my main connect shit I get immune to. As far as his "friendship" he
showed me exactly what kind of "friend" ha ha he was & I still have 2 hound him for the other $30. He
said I had the car one day he's charging me for it, but I'm still gona hassle him, at least not let it drop
as fast as he hopes for. What a dick.


Weekend Warrior by Iron Maiden really seems to describe my journey through addiction. Starting as an occasional user (a "weekend warrior"), then becoming addicted, and finally struggling to break away from the drug and the lifestyle.


"The rebel of yesterday, tomorrow's fool
Who are you kidding being that cool?

Trying to break away from running with the pack
But they ain't listening so you've gotta go back

You're a weekend warrior when you're one of the crowd
But it's over... Just look at you now...

You're not so brave the way you behave
It makes you sick, gotta get out quick
It's all bravado when you're out with your mates
It's like a different person goes through those gates
And the game begins, the adrenalin's high
Feel the tension, maybe someone will die...

A weekend warrior lately
A weekend warrior sometimes
A weekend warrior maybe you ain't that way anymore

You've gotta get, out gotta get away
But you're in with a clique it's not easy to stray
You've gotta admit you're just living a lie
It didn't take long to work out why

It's hard to say why you got involved
Just wanting to be part
Just wanting to belong...

A weekend warrior lately
A weekend warrior sometimes
A weekend warrior maybe you ain't that way anymore

Some of the things that you've done, you feel so ashamed
After all it's only a game... isn't it?
And after all the adrenalin's gone
What you gonna do on Monday?

A weekend warrior lately
A weekend warrior sometimes
A weekend warrior maybe you ain't that way anymore

A weekend warrior lately
A weekend warrior sometimes
A weekend warrior maybe you were never like that at all."
How does my personality change when I’m acting out on my addiction? (For example: Do I become arrogant? Self-centered? Mean-tempered? Passive to the point where I can’t protect myself? Manipulative? Whiny?)

02/27/2010 11:22 AM

Now that I’m in recovery and I notice myself acting out on my addiction I see that my personality changes in a variety of ways. Depending on the catalyst, I can be full of rage, violent, detached/withdrawn, prone to isolation, calculating, arrogant, self-willed, obsessive, compulsive, self-centered and self-seeking.
I don't know why I even continue to get upset every year...

Its my birthday in 4 hours and its ridiculous for me to be so sad.

The last time I received a birthday card from my family was just from my grandmother in 2005.

And I have a rather large family... 7 aunts and uncles, 2 god parents, 7 cousins...

I've never had a surprise birthday party, well really I've never had a birthday party that I didn't organize.

a certain someone jew'd (litterally he is jewish and is being cheap) out of plans for tomorrow, that I organized myself. Which he's never surprised me with anything anyway-- ever really. Not a winner in the romance department.

Im just super upset, I didn't do anything last year and I was looking forward to have a little superficial joy with a brazilian waxing and some lunch. Guess it was too much.

I'll just buy myself those Jeffrey Campbell $150 dollars shoes right now, and call it a gift to myself.

sigh.
Do I manipulate other people to maintain my addiction? How?

02/27/2010 2:01 PM

This is another HUGE question and I will answer it as it applies when I was in my active addiction. (by the way, the answer is ‘fuckin’ right I manipulated to maintain my addiction!’)

Many times, with various connections, I would get shit fronted to me with explanations of how I would get them back later even though I knew I didn’t have the resources to come up with enough money that equaled the amount of drugs I was fronted. Usually I came up with creative explanations as to where and when my money was expected.

Also, when living in Colorado, my connection lived at my place. I was successful at the time and had about $70,000+ in the bank so I I was able to buy a shitload of coke on a daily basis. It didn’t take long for the money to run out and for me to quit my (very excellent) job. I used the appearance of success to manipulate daily fronts of powder from him. I told him that I had a financial advisor that sent me monthly checks ($3,500/month) and since I was able to pay large amounts towards my tab he continued to front me coke. The $3,500/month was actually coming from my parents. I had given them $30,000 from the sale of my Pennsylvania home when I was previously clean.

02/27/2010 2:51 PM

Of course there are also all those times where I’ve put the thought of getting high into someone’s head knowing that they will eventually want something. I would then take their money up front (doubling the price), drive to the city and either pick up theirs (and my free ones) or never give them anything.

If I can think of any more by the end of the day I will jot them down. If not, I’ll move on to the next question.

02/27/2010 4:48 PM

Okay, how about the times I went to my parents place under the guise of wanting to visit when my true intention was to steal syringes from my diabetic dad.

I’m done answering this question.
I don't know what planet the person who says that snorting suboxone will precipitate withdrawl is from but one can absolutley insuflate subby's. I have even heard that it is possiblt to iv it too. People really need to be aware of what they speak of.
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