Apr 10, 2007 15:51
I think that I'm pretty much done with being a drug addict.
I've gone one and a half days without any drugs or alcohol. I mean, I went from doing everything and anything every single day for months. For a while when I lived at Irma's I'd go on intense fucking coke binges paid for by my gracious hostess so I'd stay with her. Candace would get alcohol, pills, weed, rolls, etc.
With Johnny it turned to yay every time the shit hit the fan. Just to shut me up.
Why is it that everyone always gives me drugs to stay with them?
Because they know that's what I like?
Because they know that's what will work.
But now, hopefully, I'm passed that. I'd like to think that I'm past that.
How many times have I heard promises like that from everyone? It got to the point where people started losing their kids, said that same thing, but nothing changed.
Nothing HAS changed.... nothing probably will change.
Ugh. It's so discouraging. :-/
But I've been doing good for my day and a half. :) Really. I'm proud. I've been an emotional wreck, but I'm proud.