Here We Go

Well... Looks like I'm going away for a bit. Long story (as always) I'm headed to rehab in the very near future. I haven't even been using besides the standard 6 pack a night.

The other day my mom stopped in my work to grab some lunch. As she was leaving, my boss/pseudo friend pulled her aside to tell her that he sees signs that I'm using. WTF? I've been working hard on myself, suffered the necessary changes and now I have this fuckin' guy who does meth rather frequently stating that 'he sees signs' of me doing drugs.

I spoke with my mom about it and, this is funny, she said she couldn't get a word in during the conversation with him and that he was 'very hyper' and his train of thought was all over the place

I told my mom today that I would go to rehab. I don't want to but I need to be unselfish and do SOMETHING to give her some sort of peace. The gods know she hasn't had any peace in a long time. If this will give her that then that's what I'm going to do

I'll benefit greatly as well so... Fuck it! The wheels are in motion. I'm aware that this decision will push the one I care most about further away but, at this point, I need to take care of myself and do the right thing so that my mother can relax and not worry about her son.
 
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