Dr.Gonzo666
Bluelighter
- Joined
- May 10, 2010
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So that's it... After 3 years of drug use at home right under the nose of my mum, I just got caught in the stupidest way you could imagine: the RED EYES.
For 3 whole years, I got away with it... All of it: LSD, shrooms, MDMA, oxycodone, speed, ketamine... Acid trips in the living room while my mother was asleep in her room... Weed in my room, while my mom was watching TV... NEVER GOT CLOSE TO GETTING CAUGHT.
I grew complacent...
And then,,, just a few minutes ago, after a smoking session in my room, I heard my mom preparing to go out shopping. I went to have a conversation because I thought I could act normal around her, and I COULD. I WAS able to have a coherent conversation.
But she saw my red-injected eyes... I had even forgotten about that... She immediately thought I was on drugs. I denied it, she couldn't prove it, but she wasn't convinced...
She isn't home now. I'm now afraid she'll go looking for my stash... I'm thinking about what to tell her... I think I can convince her weed isn't bad by having a rational conversation...
Or maybe she won't find proof and believe me for this time... But something is broken. I was able to hide my drug use before in part due to my mom not having a clue... That's over now... Now, she at the very least has suspicion...
My days of getting away with it are over...
For 3 whole years, I got away with it... All of it: LSD, shrooms, MDMA, oxycodone, speed, ketamine... Acid trips in the living room while my mother was asleep in her room... Weed in my room, while my mom was watching TV... NEVER GOT CLOSE TO GETTING CAUGHT.
I grew complacent...
And then,,, just a few minutes ago, after a smoking session in my room, I heard my mom preparing to go out shopping. I went to have a conversation because I thought I could act normal around her, and I COULD. I WAS able to have a coherent conversation.
But she saw my red-injected eyes... I had even forgotten about that... She immediately thought I was on drugs. I denied it, she couldn't prove it, but she wasn't convinced...
She isn't home now. I'm now afraid she'll go looking for my stash... I'm thinking about what to tell her... I think I can convince her weed isn't bad by having a rational conversation...
Or maybe she won't find proof and believe me for this time... But something is broken. I was able to hide my drug use before in part due to my mom not having a clue... That's over now... Now, she at the very least has suspicion...
My days of getting away with it are over...
