Day 4
Yesterday was a alright day, not shit really happend the entire day, since its the weekend aint shit going on.
Played Spades, and shot Pool most of the day, had class at 10am, and once again at 6pm and that was it.
Breakfast was good, we had pancakes. Lunch sucked because we had tuna, and I hate tuna, I'm just now warming up to it. I hate mayo Kraft mayo sucks, shit I can taste the sweet in it.
The only mayo I really like was Bama brand, the shit tastes like butter. Full of lard. Now that wouldn't be that bad mixd with the tuna.
I missed dinner, the whole weekend dinner time thru me off, everyone ate around 5pm, and I thought lunch was at 6pm, so missd it. Luckly my friend got a big ass plate of: bbq ribs, ham, chicken, mac n cheese, baked beans, corn, sweet potatoe, greens, and cornbread.
Woww I ate the enitre meal, afterwords we had the meeting and I passd out, I guess after eating all that food it made me so tired that I ZzZzZz.
Went back to playing cards, and took my nite time meds, and off to bed I went
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Day 5
Woke up this morning, had some awesome dreams last night until the fucking anyoing intercom came on and said "if u take 6am meds come to the med window", FUCK! I had such good dreams.
The first dream was one of me being a werewolf (like jacob in twilight/newmoon..) It was cool, then I was a vampire (like edward). There was some girl involved, I don't know if it was bella or what. also I just got done watching "New Moon" again lol. I want to be a vampire..
So got up went n took my neurontin and ate some fucking grits n sausage. The only good thing about breakfast was the frosted flakes with a bannana I cutted up with my spork and mixd with it.
People think people from the south love grits, but I really don't care to much for them. They are good smothered with chedder cheese, I just cant eat them plain. After that I went right back to bed to try to dream about vampires and werewolves until my friend woke me up and said that i was susposed to chair a group, so i hauled ass to group.
lunch was good, ham samichs, i ended up droping my second plate
and got another plate lol.
My parents are coming to see me today,
don't know, havn't seen them in a while. Don't know what they are going to say. ugh
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So my parents did end up coming, and it fucking sucked. I herd a 20 minute bitching session of how fucked up my life is, and how much hurt I put my step father through. What the fuck? I've only met the man once or twice, and hardly spent any fucking time with the man, and he's all upset and shit?
Speaking of dad's I still have no clue what the fuck my real dad is doing. His phone is still off, and my sister or mom havn't talked to him in a while. Like he fell off the map or some shit.
I feel like that at times that I can't go through with this shit any longer. Drugs and booze is the only thing that made me feel pleasure in life, and now it's like all my emotions are coming back and I don't know how to handle them. Even though I've been through 4 rehabs.
This rehab feels different than the others though. Don't know why. Maybe it's because I might have this addiction and alcoholism thing beat and can remain sober.
On a lighter note dinner was alright, had some spaghetti and meat chunks, some bread, and some peach cobbler. Shit tastes just like elementary style food. No shit.Had a AA meeting at 6pm, and it was a alright meeting. The 5 or so "Outsiders" came in and chaired the group, and talked about their problems with alcoholism and how it effected them. It was supposed to be a big book study but of course people think that they have the answer to everything and spit the "game" on how they found that "higher-power" thing.
What the fuck am I going to do?
-Drew
Yesterday was a alright day, not shit really happend the entire day, since its the weekend aint shit going on.
Played Spades, and shot Pool most of the day, had class at 10am, and once again at 6pm and that was it.
Breakfast was good, we had pancakes. Lunch sucked because we had tuna, and I hate tuna, I'm just now warming up to it. I hate mayo Kraft mayo sucks, shit I can taste the sweet in it.
The only mayo I really like was Bama brand, the shit tastes like butter. Full of lard. Now that wouldn't be that bad mixd with the tuna.
I missed dinner, the whole weekend dinner time thru me off, everyone ate around 5pm, and I thought lunch was at 6pm, so missd it. Luckly my friend got a big ass plate of: bbq ribs, ham, chicken, mac n cheese, baked beans, corn, sweet potatoe, greens, and cornbread.
Woww I ate the enitre meal, afterwords we had the meeting and I passd out, I guess after eating all that food it made me so tired that I ZzZzZz.
Went back to playing cards, and took my nite time meds, and off to bed I went
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Day 5
Woke up this morning, had some awesome dreams last night until the fucking anyoing intercom came on and said "if u take 6am meds come to the med window", FUCK! I had such good dreams.
The first dream was one of me being a werewolf (like jacob in twilight/newmoon..) It was cool, then I was a vampire (like edward). There was some girl involved, I don't know if it was bella or what. also I just got done watching "New Moon" again lol. I want to be a vampire..
So got up went n took my neurontin and ate some fucking grits n sausage. The only good thing about breakfast was the frosted flakes with a bannana I cutted up with my spork and mixd with it.
People think people from the south love grits, but I really don't care to much for them. They are good smothered with chedder cheese, I just cant eat them plain. After that I went right back to bed to try to dream about vampires and werewolves until my friend woke me up and said that i was susposed to chair a group, so i hauled ass to group.
lunch was good, ham samichs, i ended up droping my second plate
and got another plate lol.My parents are coming to see me today,
don't know, havn't seen them in a while. Don't know what they are going to say. ugh
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So my parents did end up coming, and it fucking sucked. I herd a 20 minute bitching session of how fucked up my life is, and how much hurt I put my step father through. What the fuck? I've only met the man once or twice, and hardly spent any fucking time with the man, and he's all upset and shit?
Speaking of dad's I still have no clue what the fuck my real dad is doing. His phone is still off, and my sister or mom havn't talked to him in a while. Like he fell off the map or some shit.
I feel like that at times that I can't go through with this shit any longer. Drugs and booze is the only thing that made me feel pleasure in life, and now it's like all my emotions are coming back and I don't know how to handle them. Even though I've been through 4 rehabs.
This rehab feels different than the others though. Don't know why. Maybe it's because I might have this addiction and alcoholism thing beat and can remain sober.
On a lighter note dinner was alright, had some spaghetti and meat chunks, some bread, and some peach cobbler. Shit tastes just like elementary style food. No shit.Had a AA meeting at 6pm, and it was a alright meeting. The 5 or so "Outsiders" came in and chaired the group, and talked about their problems with alcoholism and how it effected them. It was supposed to be a big book study but of course people think that they have the answer to everything and spit the "game" on how they found that "higher-power" thing.
What the fuck am I going to do?
-Drew
