blahman8000
Bluelighter
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I relapsed recently (alcohol) after 9 very productive months sober. Over the years I've managed to remain sober more and more, and my relapses are ephemeral. Sunday was my last drink, and Sunday was a bad day.
I started the day with some beer left and $10 in my pocket. I'd decided with things coming up and my priorities falling apart so quickly, I ought to detox and stick with it. However, I had no way of getting to the hospital. EMTs where I live treat poor folks in withdrawal like a waste of their time, and make it quite clear to you. It's unbearable and had happened to me previously.
Anyway, so I decided to try to find someone in my building with benzos that I can buy so that I could get through withdrawal by myself. First deal, I got burned. I found the original dealer who denied it was his shit, but he gave me my 10 back.
I drank the rest of my beer.
I went outside my building where the homeless gather and do their thing. I found someone and (OF COURSE) I got burned. Please note that I normally never try this but felt I was out of options. I was furious, and drunk. Not threateningly, though, I went toward the person and he did his best to disappear. So I began yelling at the people he had been with, and who called me over to them. They just denied it. The argument escalated, then when I tried to walk away, one woman just stood in front of me, not letting me pass.
I had no interest in invading her space, and didn't. I just kept telling her to please let me by. For perspective, we were within a gated walked. I wanted to get back to my room. Behind me, another woman stood. Lots of yelling and cursing continued between me and the whole group. Then, before I knew it, I felt an arm wrap around my neck from behind and squeeze. My airway was closed. He held on, and began lifting me in the air this way. Finally, either he dropped me or I fought myself out.
I obviously had a decision to make. Do I fight, and escalate this? I chose instead to calmly get up and walk away. But deep down, the anger and booze still roared through me.
So I called the cops.
Obviously nothing came of it and the,cops just laughed at me. But I called the cops, and was seen by people I live around talking to cops.
I feel as though I made myself a coward and a snitch within about 2 minutes. And I still can't stop running through my mind what I should have done differently.
So, am I a coward? And am I a snitch?
I started the day with some beer left and $10 in my pocket. I'd decided with things coming up and my priorities falling apart so quickly, I ought to detox and stick with it. However, I had no way of getting to the hospital. EMTs where I live treat poor folks in withdrawal like a waste of their time, and make it quite clear to you. It's unbearable and had happened to me previously.
Anyway, so I decided to try to find someone in my building with benzos that I can buy so that I could get through withdrawal by myself. First deal, I got burned. I found the original dealer who denied it was his shit, but he gave me my 10 back.
I drank the rest of my beer.
I went outside my building where the homeless gather and do their thing. I found someone and (OF COURSE) I got burned. Please note that I normally never try this but felt I was out of options. I was furious, and drunk. Not threateningly, though, I went toward the person and he did his best to disappear. So I began yelling at the people he had been with, and who called me over to them. They just denied it. The argument escalated, then when I tried to walk away, one woman just stood in front of me, not letting me pass.
I had no interest in invading her space, and didn't. I just kept telling her to please let me by. For perspective, we were within a gated walked. I wanted to get back to my room. Behind me, another woman stood. Lots of yelling and cursing continued between me and the whole group. Then, before I knew it, I felt an arm wrap around my neck from behind and squeeze. My airway was closed. He held on, and began lifting me in the air this way. Finally, either he dropped me or I fought myself out.
I obviously had a decision to make. Do I fight, and escalate this? I chose instead to calmly get up and walk away. But deep down, the anger and booze still roared through me.
So I called the cops.
Obviously nothing came of it and the,cops just laughed at me. But I called the cops, and was seen by people I live around talking to cops.
I feel as though I made myself a coward and a snitch within about 2 minutes. And I still can't stop running through my mind what I should have done differently.
So, am I a coward? And am I a snitch?