when the shit hits the fan
Let me just tell you how crazy this past year has been. Well I cant even explain how crazy its been.
I havent written in solong because ive been locked up. SO SO SO much drama. But it changed me. For the good i think. I can say that im totally sober which is saying something. It takes a while to get used to. And I think the only way i could have done it was being in a place that i could not physically leave. Fuck the withdrawl. I mean it was hard dont get me wrong, but it was the anxiety afterwards. It still isnt totally gone, but it was HORRIBLE for the first few months afterwards. I could barely talk to anyone. You dont understand how to communicate with people after people fucked up for so long. Your social skills go right out the window because you realize that you have to be appropriate now. When I was fucked up i didnt really give a shit if you liked me or what i had to say. I never felt akward. Never uncomfortable, because it was all about me.
When you realize things arent all about you, thats when the shit really hits the fan.
I must say getting out was awesome, but in a way it was kind of depressing. Things arent always the way you pictured them to be. I dont really go out anymore. I have a few friends but not like it used to be. I dont have a job yet because no where will hire me and m liscense is still suspended. And even if i did have my L's, i dont have a car. Everyone at my house is really broke. Times are hard. But we will get through them.
trust and believe
I havent written in solong because ive been locked up. SO SO SO much drama. But it changed me. For the good i think. I can say that im totally sober which is saying something. It takes a while to get used to. And I think the only way i could have done it was being in a place that i could not physically leave. Fuck the withdrawl. I mean it was hard dont get me wrong, but it was the anxiety afterwards. It still isnt totally gone, but it was HORRIBLE for the first few months afterwards. I could barely talk to anyone. You dont understand how to communicate with people after people fucked up for so long. Your social skills go right out the window because you realize that you have to be appropriate now. When I was fucked up i didnt really give a shit if you liked me or what i had to say. I never felt akward. Never uncomfortable, because it was all about me.
When you realize things arent all about you, thats when the shit really hits the fan.
I must say getting out was awesome, but in a way it was kind of depressing. Things arent always the way you pictured them to be. I dont really go out anymore. I have a few friends but not like it used to be. I dont have a job yet because no where will hire me and m liscense is still suspended. And even if i did have my L's, i dont have a car. Everyone at my house is really broke. Times are hard. But we will get through them.
trust and believe