hazmatz
Bluelighter
- Joined
- May 26, 2013
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- 134
I guess it's just one of those nights.
I was a smart kid. Had my eyes set on becoming a lawyer after high school, actually. I got accepted into a paralegal program at my community college and planned on going to a university from there to save some money.
But It never happened because I dropped out after one semester. Because I was always so anxious. And could never focus. I got shit grades, which was never a problem before I got so into drugs my senior year of high school.
I don't know. I guess I'm just feeling real bad about myself lately. I spend most of my time wondering what could have been. I sit in my cubicle at my low paying no-experience-required office job for 40 hours a week just fantasizing about my perfect self before drugs. Dad kicked me a few months ago so I was forced to get this job and venture out into the scary world on my own.
I live paycheck to paycheck paying for an apartment in one of the scariest neighborhoods in the Midwest. I'm the only white guy here and I'm watched like a hawk by my neighbors. I can barely afford food or gas, and I feel like I'm getting sick with something serious but health insurance is a luxury and it will be a long time before I can see a doctor again.
I just hate the uncertainty. What if I am diabetic or something? Or God forbid it's cancer. How is this 80$ going to last me the rest of the month? What if I go outside and my car is stolen or broken into?
I would do anything to go back and not smoke that first bowl. I'd do anything to go back to that first rave and say no to that guy selling me Molly. I'd do anything to go back and spend that money on some new textbooks instead of an ounce of shrooms. I feel like a God damn degenerate. And even though I've been clean for years now, I will never be that same naive but aspiring lawyer I was when I was seventeen.
How can I deal with this regret? The past consumes me. I miss my old life. On nights like these, I get very depressed and nostalgic and I cannot control it for the life of me.
I was a smart kid. Had my eyes set on becoming a lawyer after high school, actually. I got accepted into a paralegal program at my community college and planned on going to a university from there to save some money.
But It never happened because I dropped out after one semester. Because I was always so anxious. And could never focus. I got shit grades, which was never a problem before I got so into drugs my senior year of high school.
I don't know. I guess I'm just feeling real bad about myself lately. I spend most of my time wondering what could have been. I sit in my cubicle at my low paying no-experience-required office job for 40 hours a week just fantasizing about my perfect self before drugs. Dad kicked me a few months ago so I was forced to get this job and venture out into the scary world on my own.
I live paycheck to paycheck paying for an apartment in one of the scariest neighborhoods in the Midwest. I'm the only white guy here and I'm watched like a hawk by my neighbors. I can barely afford food or gas, and I feel like I'm getting sick with something serious but health insurance is a luxury and it will be a long time before I can see a doctor again.
I just hate the uncertainty. What if I am diabetic or something? Or God forbid it's cancer. How is this 80$ going to last me the rest of the month? What if I go outside and my car is stolen or broken into?
I would do anything to go back and not smoke that first bowl. I'd do anything to go back to that first rave and say no to that guy selling me Molly. I'd do anything to go back and spend that money on some new textbooks instead of an ounce of shrooms. I feel like a God damn degenerate. And even though I've been clean for years now, I will never be that same naive but aspiring lawyer I was when I was seventeen.
How can I deal with this regret? The past consumes me. I miss my old life. On nights like these, I get very depressed and nostalgic and I cannot control it for the life of me.

