Jean-Paul
Bluelighter
this is why i can't drink in public anymore.
so i agreed to meet my friend for drinks, and we are having an enjoyable time at the bar. then i see my ex.
now, a few things about my ex. we were together for 3 years, the longest relationship i've had. he's also the only person i've ever fallen in love with besides the current boy. and it was different even from him in that i felt we were best friends and he was the male version of me, etc. our breakup was what precipitated my first use of heroin. anyway.
the last thing i remember is completely ditching my friend to talk to my ex. stupid, stupid, stupid. mean. i guess i called my roommate to come get me from the bar and then wandered off? my roommate was looking for me in different bars.
i woke up to the sound of morning affirmations....but morning affirmations were something left over from my sober living house days. (my parents blackmailed me into living in these fucking awful places when i couldn't pay my rent.) surely it was a dream? but, oh no. the light turn on. "are you ready to go to detox?" WHAT? i had somehow ended up inside of a sober living house that i was once kicked out of! some idiot had let me in in the middle of the night, wasted, and let me sleep in her bed! i got out of there as fucking quickly as i could and called my roommate from a bakery to come and get me. the only thing i can think of is that i was too wasted to tell someone the address on my ID is not my address anymore. (it's actually like three addresses ago) at least i didn't have to deal with the "house mother"? she was insane, a real mrs. hannigan of the hood. living there was a nightmare. and so was this morning.
i am confining my ass to house drinking only. and avoiding facebook for a while....both the ex and the friend are on there.
tell me crazy things you've done & make me feel better?
so i agreed to meet my friend for drinks, and we are having an enjoyable time at the bar. then i see my ex.
now, a few things about my ex. we were together for 3 years, the longest relationship i've had. he's also the only person i've ever fallen in love with besides the current boy. and it was different even from him in that i felt we were best friends and he was the male version of me, etc. our breakup was what precipitated my first use of heroin. anyway.
the last thing i remember is completely ditching my friend to talk to my ex. stupid, stupid, stupid. mean. i guess i called my roommate to come get me from the bar and then wandered off? my roommate was looking for me in different bars.
i woke up to the sound of morning affirmations....but morning affirmations were something left over from my sober living house days. (my parents blackmailed me into living in these fucking awful places when i couldn't pay my rent.) surely it was a dream? but, oh no. the light turn on. "are you ready to go to detox?" WHAT? i had somehow ended up inside of a sober living house that i was once kicked out of! some idiot had let me in in the middle of the night, wasted, and let me sleep in her bed! i got out of there as fucking quickly as i could and called my roommate from a bakery to come and get me. the only thing i can think of is that i was too wasted to tell someone the address on my ID is not my address anymore. (it's actually like three addresses ago) at least i didn't have to deal with the "house mother"? she was insane, a real mrs. hannigan of the hood. living there was a nightmare. and so was this morning.
i am confining my ass to house drinking only. and avoiding facebook for a while....both the ex and the friend are on there.
tell me crazy things you've done & make me feel better?
