Haha! Me and John (my roommate from rehab) hung out all day yesterday. We both agree that boredom is a mother fucker early in recovery.
We drove through Valley Forge National Park, hit two meetings and...
...well, we both have girls that are still in the facility. He hadn't heard from his so I said 'fuck it' aqnd we drove up there and parked outside the unit building we used to occupy (the girls live there as well).
We didn't want to go inside or deeper onto the rehab's grounds so we just looked around. We hollered at a couple people we had become friendly with and then a Clinical Assistant (CA) came over to the car.
She told us that we aren't allowed to attend the 12 Step meeting that night because we have to wait 30 days after discharge. We acted like it was a shock and rolled out.
We had a plan with the girls to meet at the meeting that night and were worried that we fucked up our chances.
We headed up later that night anyway and were able to see the girls for about a half hour before the same CA came over and bitched us out.
I was happy to see Shari. I was aggravated that I would probably only be able to see her for a minute before being chased off the grounds. This wasn't the case and John and me had shit eatin' grins on our faces the whole drive home.
Shari called earlier today and we chatted for a bit. She told me that they got bitched out but doesn't think they will get kicked out.
She also mentioned that she thinks she'll be leaving rehab earlier than planned. She said she wants to see me. I told her not to fuck herself and do what she needs to do for her.
She said she wouldn't fuck herself over like that and would like to stay in this area for a little before going home to middle of nowhere Pennsylvania.
I told her she could stay at my place (of course). Its an alternative to her rehab roommate's offer about staying with her.
Either way, I think we're going to have a lot of fun.
We need to get to know each other better, though. We like each other but know little besides our sexual deviances and pleasures.
I feel like I'm 17 again.
We drove through Valley Forge National Park, hit two meetings and...
...well, we both have girls that are still in the facility. He hadn't heard from his so I said 'fuck it' aqnd we drove up there and parked outside the unit building we used to occupy (the girls live there as well).
We didn't want to go inside or deeper onto the rehab's grounds so we just looked around. We hollered at a couple people we had become friendly with and then a Clinical Assistant (CA) came over to the car.
She told us that we aren't allowed to attend the 12 Step meeting that night because we have to wait 30 days after discharge. We acted like it was a shock and rolled out.
We had a plan with the girls to meet at the meeting that night and were worried that we fucked up our chances.
We headed up later that night anyway and were able to see the girls for about a half hour before the same CA came over and bitched us out.
I was happy to see Shari. I was aggravated that I would probably only be able to see her for a minute before being chased off the grounds. This wasn't the case and John and me had shit eatin' grins on our faces the whole drive home.
Shari called earlier today and we chatted for a bit. She told me that they got bitched out but doesn't think they will get kicked out.
She also mentioned that she thinks she'll be leaving rehab earlier than planned. She said she wants to see me. I told her not to fuck herself and do what she needs to do for her.
She said she wouldn't fuck herself over like that and would like to stay in this area for a little before going home to middle of nowhere Pennsylvania.
I told her she could stay at my place (of course). Its an alternative to her rehab roommate's offer about staying with her.
Either way, I think we're going to have a lot of fun.
We need to get to know each other better, though. We like each other but know little besides our sexual deviances and pleasures.
I feel like I'm 17 again.
