villian
Bluelighter
I'll try to keep it brief, but I found today's days events interesting enough that I decided I would share.
Let me start by saying I had a seizure last night, I woke up in the middle of the night and then went grand mal. I have had seizures before, all benzo related, but this was my first in 3 or 4 years. This seizure was not benzo related. I don't have insurance and I'm not eligible for Medicaid.
So my day understandably started off terribly. I didn't get back to sleep, I was in pain all day with a severe headache, I ended up vomiting a couple times as well after the seizure so it was a long dreadful night. Did I mention my 7 year old nephew is staying here too? Kids are fucking loud.
So someone has owed me $400 for some time now. This is a large amount of money to me and I needed it a long time ago and I finally got it back today. I was so happy because I was stressed about not only the seizure, but all the homework I have due Sunday at midnight as well as more due Monday morning. So I felt good to at least have enough money in my pocket I didn't have to worry for a few days.
A girl I've known a long time, real nice girl, asked me to write the check over to her and she would give me the cash later that night because of blahblahblah. I trusted her, she had never done me wrong, so I told her sure and signed the check over to her where she managed to get it cashed on someplace open Saturday.
Well, time comes for her to pay me and I haven't heard from her. It turns out she went and bought a bunch of coke and oxy and threw herself a little party. I knew she was an occasional drug user, but I had not reason to expect anything like this would happen. I guess she went to the gas station all geeked up on powder and a cop came in and my friend lost her cool and the cop started questioning her. She got searched and had the oxy on her. She got locked up.
Well, you think I'd be fucking furious because I *NEEDED* this money, I'd been looking forward to this money and I am pretty fucked without this money at the worst possible time. But I was only mad for about 2 seconds.
You know why?
Because I've done this exact same type of shit to people in the past. I've robbed my good friends. I slept with my best friend's girlfriend. I was always doing dipshit stuff because I was on benzos.
I am nothing like my old self anymore. I don't steal, cheat, lie, or steal. I am a loving friend and son and I try my best to provide support to those that I care about.
So while I am a bit upset that my financial situation is completely uncertain right now, to the point that multiple bills are past due, I can only chuckle at myself.
Karma.
This is the most obvious sign of the universe reminding me of my previous self I have ever experienced. It is a hard lesson and I take no joy in it, but I needed to be reminded of the pain I have caused others so that I remember to work everyday to earn the respect of those around me.
I will forgive my friend. She made a mistake. Her mistake cost me very dearly, and I'm honestly completely unsure where I can go from here. I have been guilty of equally erroneous acts myself, so I shall cast no stone.
Wish me luck figuring out how not to get kicked out until my Pell money arrives.
Let me start by saying I had a seizure last night, I woke up in the middle of the night and then went grand mal. I have had seizures before, all benzo related, but this was my first in 3 or 4 years. This seizure was not benzo related. I don't have insurance and I'm not eligible for Medicaid.
So my day understandably started off terribly. I didn't get back to sleep, I was in pain all day with a severe headache, I ended up vomiting a couple times as well after the seizure so it was a long dreadful night. Did I mention my 7 year old nephew is staying here too? Kids are fucking loud.
So someone has owed me $400 for some time now. This is a large amount of money to me and I needed it a long time ago and I finally got it back today. I was so happy because I was stressed about not only the seizure, but all the homework I have due Sunday at midnight as well as more due Monday morning. So I felt good to at least have enough money in my pocket I didn't have to worry for a few days.
A girl I've known a long time, real nice girl, asked me to write the check over to her and she would give me the cash later that night because of blahblahblah. I trusted her, she had never done me wrong, so I told her sure and signed the check over to her where she managed to get it cashed on someplace open Saturday.
Well, time comes for her to pay me and I haven't heard from her. It turns out she went and bought a bunch of coke and oxy and threw herself a little party. I knew she was an occasional drug user, but I had not reason to expect anything like this would happen. I guess she went to the gas station all geeked up on powder and a cop came in and my friend lost her cool and the cop started questioning her. She got searched and had the oxy on her. She got locked up.
Well, you think I'd be fucking furious because I *NEEDED* this money, I'd been looking forward to this money and I am pretty fucked without this money at the worst possible time. But I was only mad for about 2 seconds.
You know why?
Because I've done this exact same type of shit to people in the past. I've robbed my good friends. I slept with my best friend's girlfriend. I was always doing dipshit stuff because I was on benzos.
I am nothing like my old self anymore. I don't steal, cheat, lie, or steal. I am a loving friend and son and I try my best to provide support to those that I care about.
So while I am a bit upset that my financial situation is completely uncertain right now, to the point that multiple bills are past due, I can only chuckle at myself.
Karma.
This is the most obvious sign of the universe reminding me of my previous self I have ever experienced. It is a hard lesson and I take no joy in it, but I needed to be reminded of the pain I have caused others so that I remember to work everyday to earn the respect of those around me.
I will forgive my friend. She made a mistake. Her mistake cost me very dearly, and I'm honestly completely unsure where I can go from here. I have been guilty of equally erroneous acts myself, so I shall cast no stone.
Wish me luck figuring out how not to get kicked out until my Pell money arrives.