captainballs
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 21, 2004
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Lost my job after a near fatal overdose. Went to detox for heroin and pills; it helped nothing because I wasn't given any meds. That all happened a month ago and my money situation, living situation are reaching apocalypse in approximately 4 days. I go weeks frozen in anxiety to the point where sometimes I don't shower for days or even open the door to my apartment.
I am just frozen, and off and on just to get the motivation to do something I will score some pills or H, but with the H I inevitably end up shooting up as much as possible as fast as possible sometimes with no sleep. With the pills, it's still eating into my bank account. Now I have to decide whether I want to pay for another month in this apartment or have any money at all. No job prospects. My family is willing to support me to an extent, but I don't think they realize the treatment I need, so I will always fall back on spending too much money on pills that just disappear.
I am embarrassed. I've been given two degrees courtesy of my grandparents mostly. One of them offered to spot me as much money as I need indefinitely per month, but I knew he was getting old because I have intimate knowledge of their finances and frankly he's just old as hell and has no idea what he's doing. I spoke to his wife, my grandmother, and she confirmed of course that she is sorry but she can't help me.
I used to be rolling in dough. Rolling balls, so to speak. Not I can't hold up a shitty apartment and I lost my okay car. After all that I've done, how have I become so weak of a person to where I can't even eat or get out of bed for weeks?
I am just frozen, and off and on just to get the motivation to do something I will score some pills or H, but with the H I inevitably end up shooting up as much as possible as fast as possible sometimes with no sleep. With the pills, it's still eating into my bank account. Now I have to decide whether I want to pay for another month in this apartment or have any money at all. No job prospects. My family is willing to support me to an extent, but I don't think they realize the treatment I need, so I will always fall back on spending too much money on pills that just disappear.
I am embarrassed. I've been given two degrees courtesy of my grandparents mostly. One of them offered to spot me as much money as I need indefinitely per month, but I knew he was getting old because I have intimate knowledge of their finances and frankly he's just old as hell and has no idea what he's doing. I spoke to his wife, my grandmother, and she confirmed of course that she is sorry but she can't help me.
I used to be rolling in dough. Rolling balls, so to speak. Not I can't hold up a shitty apartment and I lost my okay car. After all that I've done, how have I become so weak of a person to where I can't even eat or get out of bed for weeks?

