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[cleanaf]

the scariest thing on earth ...

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[devinetheory-2]

....THOUGHTS....

It's more to it than just painting the perfect picture. We have to learn to "BE" the perfect picture.

Because when the smoke clears,

and the hurt has lessened...

We have to be able to be ok alone

and not look away or be afraid

of our own reflection.

Did we fall short? Was there a lesson?

Did we lose control, or engage in

immediate gratification,

for a long term loss effect?

Feeding the addict waiting?

Were we not paying attention?

Were we running at a faster pace

Because we were afraid

That a savage and reckless past

was waiting?

Did we respond with compassion,

or agitation?

Was anything but love placed above

in our motivation?

Was our higher power present?

Did we react in anger and aggravation

aggression fueled by sadness,

stress and

thoughts of feeling less than

plague you

Were we rejected?

finally realizing that they're broken

Did we overdose on false hopes

of being the exception?

adding to our forever growing

list of regrets?

What did I hope to gain?

Did I cause pain?

Where was the blessing?

Or did I miss it all

in the process of my misdirection?

Am I suffering the effects

of long term depression?

Am I living in the past

Do I still practice deception

Did I pray,

and have faith in his protection?

Or did I go out in a blaze

unprotected

without scripture to use as a vest

or a weapon...

and then blame God

cuz I got these scars

cuz my life is insane hard

cuz I never put in

the extra effort...

Getting high to "get by"

Handcuffed at the wrist

now I'm arrested

So much for the time

in my life that I've invested

now im in the system as a felon.

Ive been deceived

but no one will believe

what I tell them

And no one seems

to want to buy

the dreams

or the bullshit I'm selling.

But im in control,

until I fold

MAD cuz nothings left

but a prison sentence

with no possibility

of parole or redemtion...

When God wanted to drive

the whole time...

but I seldom let him.....

- Devine Theory

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[mylonelygrl]

Well damn I haven’t been on here in literally 4 years. A lot has changed since then. I find myself coming back only because I need a place to archive my thoughts. My written journals, as nice as they are to have, aren’t an effective place anymore to really get all of my thoughts down as efficiently as I’d like. When the urge comes over me to write an entry I have more thoughts than my hands can keep up with, and even in this format I have a hard time keeping up but I have a better chance at getting the meat of it out if I’m typing. So here we are. 

First, I suppose I should give an introduction to anyone that may stumble upon this blog. (It should be noted right out of the gate that everything written here will ABSOLUTELY be in the style of stream of consciousness, so while it may make sense to me to read through, it may not make sense to you. And that’s ok. I hope at the very least it may be entertaining, and at the very best, helpful for anyone else who may have similar thoughts to my own.)  Anyway, I don’t care too much about anonymity so I’ll tell you that my name is Mallory. I’m 29 years old and live in Denver,CO. I’m an industrial design student that loves art, dogs, tattoos (if any old followers are still here, you knew that already), my family, and Seinfeld reruns. Above all else however, I am an addict. I’ll just leave it at that. No one needs to know what it is exactly I’m addicted to, just that I’m an addict. I tend to think that all addicts in some way shape or form are the same, or at least, we all share a very similar burden, so for that reason I don’t feel as though it’s necessary to discern what my drug of choice is. If it’s not one thing, it will undoubtedly become another if I don’t do something about it. 

I guess you can say I’ve never really hit a rock bottom. Maybe I have, but it’s not like the type of rock bottom you see on tv. I’ve never been homeless, I’ve never been disowned by my family, I’ve never contracted a disease, I’ve never over dosed. On the contrary, most people on the outside looking in may think I have my shit very much together. I manage a full time work and school schedule (yes, even post covid), maintain social obligations (safely, of course), am in fairly good shape and am well spoken. I have however, allowed my addiction to drive wedges between those I love and have recently been dumped by the person I assumed to be the one, my person. It’s a long story, and I should’ve seen the writing on the wall but in short: I made decisions and acted in a way that hurt this person very much. I was unable to see beyond my own mental illness and insecurities in order to take care of them and protect them and in turn, pushed them so far away that there is, I believe, no possibility for reparation of that relationship. The damage is irreparable. We don’t even speak as friends. It is to date, the biggest regret of my life. 

I realized even before the relationship ended that I was forming destructive habits and had been for quite some time. I convinced myself, however, that everything was fine because I had none of the markers of a life in shambles. I had (and have) everything I need. I always figure it out. That’s my super power, ever since I was a kid who was largely neglected. I figure my shit out and get through no matter how the cards are stacked against me. The problem with that  is that I’ve never allowed others to help me. I would rather suffer on my own and figure it out than ask for help, and in turn relied heavily on chemical sedation to make it through each day. (This behavior, by the way, started as far back as 15 years old. It really ramped up in my late 20′s.) I could hear and see how I was treating this person that I loved so much, and all the ways that I failed to be there for them when they needed me the most. I could. All the scenarios that I could’ve handled differently keep me awake at night when I, inevitably, find myself self medicating. The relationship could’ve survived had I gotten a handle on my mental wellness and helped them through their grief. I just... couldn’t. I couldn’t see beyond myself as much as I wanted to. Again, I’m not sure I’ve ever regretted anything more in my entire life. I often think about if I’ll fall in love again and I just don’t see that happening. The qualities this person possessed were and are unparalleled. They’ll never ever know that I thought the sun shined out of their ass and just how much I loved them, because I had my head shoved so far up my own. 

So now I’m stuck with me. And my thoughts. And my anxiety. And my depression. And my crippling fear of never amounting to anything. And my insecurities. And my guilt. And my fears. And so on. I find sobriety for maybe a week at a time and then, usually at night, I have a good memory of...we’ll call him... Eric, and I don’t even know what to do with myself. I try so hard just to be happy that we ever had that time together. I try so hard just to be thankful that we DID have so many good times and that he DID make me feel so good. Within seconds though I’m overcome with guilt. I could’ve kept that if only I did XYZ. I could be sleeping next to him now if only I had done this, or that. If I were sober. 

The fucked up thing about addiction is that I absolutely KNOW without a doubt my life will be better if I just don’t medicate. If I face my feelings head on and work through them like a normal person, I will make it to the other side of that feeling stronger and happier and healthier. I knew that in my relationship with Eric but I medicated anyway. I know it now when I feel these emotions in the middle of the night. And I medicate anyway. 

And while I’ve said this a thousand times before, and wouldn’t blame anyone if they heard me say it again now and choose to not believe me, I’ll say it anyway: I’m done for good this time. I’m tired of this pattern of reckless behavior and hanging by a thread. I know it’s scary and I know there will be long sleepless nights and days that feel fucking impossible. And I know I’ll probably feel sick. I know I’ll be irritable and I’ll feel scared. I’ll feel alone. I’ll feel all of these things for the first time, like FOR REAL, in nearly 15 years. For all of those reasons, I find myself coming back here again. 

My hope is that there are other people like me to connect with on Tumblr who may also be looking for a community like I am. There is something very appealing about finding a community of strangers to talk to and mutually comfort without fear of judgement or ostracism. If you are a someone who is dealing with something similar or at the precipice of a similar predicament and don’t even want to engage but want to read about my story and how I got here, please follow me. If you want to talk, talk. If you don’t, just listen. I am by far the role model anyone needs but I am choosing recovery and choosing life. Any and all are welcome to join along. 

[whyyallsweatin]

Faking the Covid So You Can Isolate and Use Drugs.

It’s hard to believe, but there are people out there that are so shitty that they’d take advantage of the fear surrounding a global pandemic in order to exercise the right to relapse on drugs and hide out in their room by faking Covid symptoms.

This happened at a recovery house I was at. One of my roommates came out one morning complaining that she didn’t feel well. When she was asked about what her symptoms were she said, “I don’t know.” A few hours later, after she had gone on her computer and researched the symptoms and then came downstairs to tell myself and the other housemate that she had the signs after reading what they were.

She phoned the house owner and explained to her that she might possibly have Covid and was ordered to go to her room and isolate. Once she was off the phone she skipped up the stairs and into her room – shutting and locking her door.

At the time, it didn’t occur to me that she was using the Covid card to isolate and get away with it – but now it makes sense.

I had long suspected this particular roommate was using after she got her Suboxone prescription upped even though it was much lower when she checked into rehab. Freshly out of rehab, she made demands to increase the dose complaining of stomachaches and other things. She also bragged about friends who knew how to fake urine tests and knew exactly what her test should show being on Soboxone.

But my suspicions were really raised once Covid hit several weeks after she moved in. She’d spend hours in her room on her computer in a vegetative state with her dog. She’d come down only to smoke and would mumble narcissistic things about herself while outside puffing away. I didn’t know if she had obtained more Suboxone pills from the outside or not, but she was definitely teetering around quite a bit.

The owner of the house encouraged us to go outside and do things while social distancing prior to her Covid claims, but this particular roommate preferred staying in her room to watch movies on her computer or undergo ‘intense’ therapy.

When the nurse came by to give her the Covid test, I guess she forgot what the initial symptoms were because she told him she had a headache, she had diahhrea and the sweats despite never believably scoring high enough to make the claim that she had a fever. The nurse poked her nose and she made comments about how hard core of a drug user she was and that the poking didn’t phase her.

While this was all going on, however, the owner of the house instructed all of the tenants that we were on total lockdown. We couldn’t even go outside for a walk due to the fact that we may have Covid if this particular roommate did. We waited about 7 days for this to be over only to have the roommate cleared of Covid. 

Anyways, she didn’t have fucking Covid but probably should have. Because people who fake illnesses to fulfill their own desires are shit people. Absolute shit. Fuck you, honestly. 

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