This is a long story. I started drinking heavy again over a week ago. Got to the point to where I was drinking at work again. I had to or I wouldn’t be able to work. Then I’d have to go to detox with no insurance, and my dog sits at home and dies. I could have boarded him, yeah, but I could barely function.
So, I know the rough areas around here and go on the benzo search. At this point I have $1100. I turn down Shady near the 711 that I know is shot, and what do you know, some hoe waves me down. I ask if she can find them, she says yes of course, and I’m feeling good. Somehow it leads to me getting blown for 40. Whatever. I have to tell my girl that now. I’m pissed at myself, it wasn’t worth it at all. Fckin sucks.
We get to the spot, she asks for 20 for the connection and I say sure. She comes back in with some wrinkly ass fake trying to hustle me to give her a real one. I wasn’t having it. Probably the only correct decision I made all day.
Anyone wanna hear how I ended up at 0 then I’ll write more. I always need advice on if I should just let it go, or fck shit up and end up in jail.
I need a computer, fck writing on a phone.