Amost 4 months sober

from everything except weed.

I don't know how to explain how I feel. It's sort of bitter sweet.
Not more 5 day meth and adderall binges. No more benzo blackouts and destroying everything in my path.

I miss the feeling of being high but I don't miss the experiences and the people for sure. It's not a good world to be in at all now that I think about it. When I think back on the people I met and ran with, I'm ashamed. I'm ashamed with what I did and how I let them treat me.

You would think I would have learned, huh? Watching my parents go through it and then my older sister too.

I'm so thankful my best friend Sam let me move up here and live with her and her girlfriend because I don't know where I'd be. I'm glad I don't have any connections up here because that wouldn't end good.

I still crave it so bad some days, it sucks.
 
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