Day 4
ok., sort of weird.
i went to the evening AA meeting tonight and the speaker was a woman. first time. and she shared her story.
of working in a massage parlor.
literally the day after i posted about there being no sex workers to relate to in AA.
fate is a strange thing.
i was supposed to go to a CA meeting later that evening but dropped by Outlet instead and couldn't leave.
I'd forgotten how comfortable that room feels.
i'd forgotten i'm queer.
tomorrow i have another piss test and a meeting with the probation officer. tomorrow is when i try and explain to her what happened with the tests last week and leaving work and... and... it's scary when you're telling the complete truth but you don't think anyone will believe you. (and scarier when not being trusted can mean a felony or jail)
i went to the evening AA meeting tonight and the speaker was a woman. first time. and she shared her story.
of working in a massage parlor.
literally the day after i posted about there being no sex workers to relate to in AA.
fate is a strange thing.
i was supposed to go to a CA meeting later that evening but dropped by Outlet instead and couldn't leave.
I'd forgotten how comfortable that room feels.
i'd forgotten i'm queer.
tomorrow i have another piss test and a meeting with the probation officer. tomorrow is when i try and explain to her what happened with the tests last week and leaving work and... and... it's scary when you're telling the complete truth but you don't think anyone will believe you. (and scarier when not being trusted can mean a felony or jail)