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| Guest | For years I ran just to run from life
For years I ran just to run from life, loved to be stoned out of my mind. A functional junkie some might say. My alarm would go off jump up and pee climb back in bed grab a beer out of my bed side ref-ridge popped a couple pills. Drank my breakfast and eat my pills I had two hours to be at work. Smoked a dozen of cigarettes and a 12 pack of beer. Stumbled to the shower to wash and wake up made it to work and started to wait on customers and cook. My boss accepted my addiction problem only because I handled my job and never missed work. Stayed far enough away that the customers wouldn't smell my beer, I had a cup handy with ice and beer just couldn't get loaded and out of hand. I done this for more then 38 years and never got into real trouble but a DUI in 98. A slap on my hand, was at work the next day. This got old I never was really happy until I found the way to freedom from my addiction behavior 1/12/08 my life really began I now have true peace of mind Last edited by Dee74; 01-26-2012 at 01:46 PM. Reason: trouble moving thread |
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