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A life altering decision you made out of a drug induced frenzy?

SaY4cT

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Made one not very long ago
only 2 months ago actually
I'm alright with it, tbh, in fact sometimes I can't help but feel like I made a huge joke of my life
So I laugh... hysterically...

Don't feel like sharing all the details but let's just say it'll probably send a few ripples through my next, maybe even later years

I realize this is maybe not a lot to motivate anybody to share, but I am a really big coward about this sort of things, and paranoia haunts me all the time...

Still feel free :)
 
i tried to kill my dad i'm so ashamed of myself but i know it wasn't me it was the damn people in my head i was just out of it enough to listen
 
I feel you, SaY4cT! I've been gaining ground as well, listening to my conscience to get over seemingly insurmountable obstacles, and have been using drugs as a tool for self-discovery and growth. I also am too much of a coward to go into details, but suffice it to say: when the Spirit calls for your attention, pay heed! A difficult road still stretches before me, but I am being given the tools necessary to navigate successfully.

My encouragement to everyone is to trust that things will works themselves out, if you remain diligently focused on the task at hand.

<3,

exists
 
I feel you, SaY4cT! I've been gaining ground as well, listening to my conscience to get over seemingly insurmountable obstacles, and have been using drugs as a tool for self-discovery and growth. I also am too much of a coward to go into details, but suffice it to say: when the Spirit calls for your attention, pay heed! A difficult road still stretches before me, but I am being given the tools necessary to navigate successfully.

My encouragement to everyone is to trust that things will works themselves out, if you remain diligently focused on the task at hand.

<3,

exists

Hell yes,
Now that's the kind of positivity I'm hoping for!
I'm still searching or rather fighting for all the tools, but I feel that since it all depends on me anyway things will work out one way or another
Cheers
John
 
I was on a ridiculous amount of Valium. I walked around town for a couple hours and thought about my life. I didn't have a job and I needed to move out of my dad's house. I looked at the different apartments around town and tried to picture myself living there. I looked at the various restaraunts and pictured myself working there. I couldn't see myself happy anywhere.

Then I decided to pack a bag of clothes and move to another state. That fucking day. And so far its been the best thing I ever did.
 
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I was on a ridiculous amount of Valium. I walked around town for a couple hours and thought about my life. I didn't have a job and I needed to move out of my dad's house. I looked at the different apartments around town and tried to picture myself living there. I looked at the various restaraunts and pictured myself working there. I couldn't see myself happy anywhere.

Then I decided to pack a bag of clothes and move to another state. And so far its been the best thing I ever did. I was caught in a rut.

I did something similar when I was 20. All I was doing was sitting around smoking pot with a couple good friends from highschool and doing the same shit I was since age 16. So I decided to Just pack up all of a sudden, sold my material possessions I didn't need, and moved from FL to Asheville NC to live on my own for the first time. Something called me to the area. Had about $1500 I think. Turned out it was a good decision -- I wouldn't change it if I could. Wasn't quite drug induced though. I had to come back home after 4 months or so because my back problems got worse, but I plan to go back after I'm treated and things stabilize. Would have to work here in FL for a bit to save up and move out again. There's a good spiritual community in the Asheville area. I love it.
 
I had reached the end of my rope in alaska. Fiance was arrested and looking at 8-10 years, i was homeless and car-less, couch surfing or staying at the shelter, had a big dope and crystal habit and the winter was cold and brutal so was turning tricks on the internet. And i had warrants for my arrest. A guy in California saw my ad and offered to pay to move me down here and live w him. At first i said no and thought he was a creeper. Got arrested, went back to jail, got out but didnt report to my p.o. And got another warrant. Told myself i was NOT going back to jail so asked guy if offer was still standing. He said yes gladly and bought me a ticket for a week later. Got to the airport and had zero dollars, had to call my mom to tell her i needed money to check my bag since they now have checked baggage fee.

My mom came to airport while i sat in airport bathroom and shot some crystal and picked my face. She brought me cash to check bag and an extra twenty bucks. I left the state w a suitcase and twenty dollars. When i arrived in l.a. My cell phone from anchorage didnt work, it was a gov issued phone and didnt work long distance so i just ditched the guy who bought my ticket and took a cab to library and googled how to buy heroin in l.a. Completed my mission. Ran around crazy tweaked out and homeless for another year and a half until i finally picked up the pieces and quit ice and got on methadone about a year ago.

Now i work, have a car, apt and go to community college. Packing up and moving state was my drug induced decision. My main motivation was dope was cheaper in Cali and I wouldnt have to work so hard to get it. I almost missed my plane because i was in bathtoom tweaked out picking my eyebrows and i dug a hole so deep it wouldnt stop running blood while they kept calling last boarding call for flight so and so to los angeles. I ran to the gate with my face dripping blood and that crazy tweaked look in my eyes you get after shooting. The flight attendents were delighted im sure.
 
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