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Bluelight Crew
"Describe a time or situation in your life that you felt discriminated against for any reason. What was the reason? How did you feel? Was it justified in your mind? Did it change your perspective on."
The only times I feel like when I was discriminated against is when I was labeled as the family drug-addict. I know it's nothing like really what you see on TV and what's going on the world today. It still fucking sucked.
Already being at my all time lows, and family was locking me out of the house because I was high. Kind of pushed me towards doing harder and harder drugs.
It made me feel pretty fucking miserable, and the only way that I knew how to cope with that feeling was to do more drugs. I got to the point where I would not go home period because in my mind I had no home to go to. So I was on the streets trying to make something of myself. I am sure you can relate a bit CJ.
Being 18yo, homeless. Living in downtown Birmingham at the time. Was a real struggle for me. I had a car at the time, and would drive my Toyota Camry around and find a parking spot at some apartments.
The feeling of loneliness and despair hit me hard, and so I needed to stay high all the time just so I could function.
Back to the topic, Once everyone knew that I was a junky in my family I was shunned upon real hard. No one was inviting me over for Christmas, Thanksgiving, Family Birthdays and Vacations.(I don't want to really get into it much but my sister was prescribed xanax and adderal at the time and still I was treated like the piece of shit heroin addict that I was).
You see in the news and such today that the best way to handle discrimination would be love, and that is just something I didn't receive much.
Flash forward to today, I still struggle with this. I have not spoke with my family in a long time because even tho I am sober and off the shit, it still opens that painful feeling of the things I had to go through back when I was younger.
The only times I feel like when I was discriminated against is when I was labeled as the family drug-addict. I know it's nothing like really what you see on TV and what's going on the world today. It still fucking sucked.
Already being at my all time lows, and family was locking me out of the house because I was high. Kind of pushed me towards doing harder and harder drugs.
It made me feel pretty fucking miserable, and the only way that I knew how to cope with that feeling was to do more drugs. I got to the point where I would not go home period because in my mind I had no home to go to. So I was on the streets trying to make something of myself. I am sure you can relate a bit CJ.
Being 18yo, homeless. Living in downtown Birmingham at the time. Was a real struggle for me. I had a car at the time, and would drive my Toyota Camry around and find a parking spot at some apartments.
The feeling of loneliness and despair hit me hard, and so I needed to stay high all the time just so I could function.
Back to the topic, Once everyone knew that I was a junky in my family I was shunned upon real hard. No one was inviting me over for Christmas, Thanksgiving, Family Birthdays and Vacations.(I don't want to really get into it much but my sister was prescribed xanax and adderal at the time and still I was treated like the piece of shit heroin addict that I was).
You see in the news and such today that the best way to handle discrimination would be love, and that is just something I didn't receive much.
Flash forward to today, I still struggle with this. I have not spoke with my family in a long time because even tho I am sober and off the shit, it still opens that painful feeling of the things I had to go through back when I was younger.
