Congrats on getting out of it @jap. Its hard to do.
Really fucking hard, dude. Thank you. The only reason I got out of it is because I left for college and no longer knew how to get it. When I went home for christmas I fronted my old dealer money and he never delivered. Thank god, I guess. But that's the last time I ever tried.
Yeah, I think I agree. My mom had no rules she knew she could enforce. I never sneaked out, I just went through the front door. But I never did any of that because I was "rebelling," I was just having fun. And totally inconsiderate of how scary having a teenager is. We still talked, and I still trusted her with stuff. I just couldn't be bothered to call and let her know I was alive.
I mean, this may be coming from the fact that I've never really felt comfortable sharing anything with my parents (up until recently when I've decided to not give a fuck and they finally learned to chill out), but I think that would have really helped me as a teenager, being able to talk to them without constantly feeling judged or like they were going to lecture me if I said the wrong thing. I probably would have still done stupid shit, no doubt. But maybe not as stupid. Or maybe I wouldn't have felt like such shit thinking my parents didn't care.
I think the biggest thing it helped was in saving time. There was never a gulf we had to get past in order to be friendly again. By the time I was 20 or so, and I was mature enough to realize what a shit I had been and how right she was, I was incredibly sorry. I had friends who had very strict parents, to the point that they couldn't wait to turn 18 and get the hell out. One in particular was just very angry at her parents when she left home (I helped her move ON her birthday), and didn't talk to them for a long time. By the time she was old enough to really be able to see where they were coming from, she didn't really feel like they knew who she was anymore. Now, as a fully-fledged adult, she's friendly with them, but not close.
Oh, that is fantastic. This, this is wine. Look at what these idiots are drinking. Look at these dicks! I mean obviously, it's not really delicious, like hot chocolate or Coke, but for wine...brilliant.
I did actually turn down heroin. But I was only 14 when it was offered. Can't say I would have done the same at 17. But yay, I was only offered meth! I didn't even know wtf meth was, but the person giving it to me told me it was like coke but better. I only wanted coke because I wanted to lose weight. Like, my whole meth addiction was not based on the high, it was based on the fact that I didn't have to think about food.
I did not say that.
ETA: I feel like I need to add a "jk" for people who don't get me like you do
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Oh, that is fantastic. This, this is wine. Look at what these idiots are drinking. Look at these dicks! I mean obviously, it's not really delicious, like hot chocolate or Coke, but for wine...brilliant.
"I can't fathom a reason that you'd lie. But people also inject cement and superglue in their asses, so sometimes I'm just at a loss about people's decision-making abilities."-rocksforludo
"I can't fathom a reason that you'd lie. But people also inject cement and superglue in their asses, so sometimes I'm just at a loss about people's decision-making abilities."-rocksforludo
My mom always wished I was more open with her like my sister was, but it just wasn't my personality. As an adult, I truly was just getting to the point where I could say we were friends, too. I miss her.
Oh, that is fantastic. This, this is wine. Look at what these idiots are drinking. Look at these dicks! I mean obviously, it's not really delicious, like hot chocolate or Coke, but for wine...brilliant.
I tried to make my kid watch Robin Hood today. I thought of mrsbutt (is that her name here?). She wasn't interested. Might be part of the reasn I'm drinking so much.
FFTC I got my grandma contact stoned by accident. I was in the room where her oxygen machine was and I hotboxed the room. I came out and she was squinty and giggly. Shes cool though.
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Snickerfritz 12.11.12
"I can't fathom a reason that you'd lie. But people also inject cement and superglue in their asses, so sometimes I'm just at a loss about people's decision-making abilities."-rocksforludo
I love my grandma... she is cool as shit tho.. like bought and took shots at my bachelorette party
She sounds legit cool.
She is. Like to the extent that my parents worried more that I went to dinner with her than to the clubs with friends. Shes great all around for so many reasons. She will be the person that I will someday lose that will break me the hardest. We talk twice a day.
Oh, that is fantastic. This, this is wine. Look at what these idiots are drinking. Look at these dicks! I mean obviously, it's not really delicious, like hot chocolate or Coke, but for wine...brilliant.
Oh, that is fantastic. This, this is wine. Look at what these idiots are drinking. Look at these dicks! I mean obviously, it's not really delicious, like hot chocolate or Coke, but for wine...brilliant.
She is. Like to the extent that my parents worried more that I went to dinner with her than to the clubs with friends. Shes great all around for so many reasons. She will be the person that I will someday lose that will break me the hardest. We talk twice a day.
I feel you. That's my grandparents. My grandma is 92 and Gramps is 91. I moved down the street from them so i could be there in a heartbeat if needed. Her memory is bad but they day it's age related not dementia or alzheimers. I take my kid over every week. Keeps them young.
She is. Like to the extent that my parents worried more that I went to dinner with her than to the clubs with friends. Shes great all around for so many reasons. She will be the person that I will someday lose that will break me the hardest. We talk twice a day.
I feel you. That's my grandparents. My grandma is 92 and Gramps is 91. I moved down the street from them so i could be there in a heartbeat if needed. Her memory is bad but they day it's age related not dementia or alzheimers. I take my kid over every week. Keeps them young.
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