Today phone messages;
-Come to the Marina, my friends were having drinks, etc...... -No I am not drinking.... -Does not mater just come to see us, do not have to take anything... but they do not understand I can not go near it!!!
I really should Not keep in touch with them...
But so many years of friendship....
Plus at the bottom I know I do not want to loose my contacts either...If you understand…So I said another day... and shouldn’t!
Then I go I look down the balcony and I see a bloke smoking pot in the park just bellow me...
Tomorrow morning breakfast with a friend, she does not smoke in front of me, she smokes before we meet up, and knows I quit all, but I know I can say give me some… and I get nervous…
After I got the paint workshop party, they all drink like fish. So I am taking coca-cola to the party
On Sunday the family communion: my dad will get drunk, my brother angry and I protecting my mum, and what ever you do not drink…
By Sunday evening I will be going up the walls!!!
If I had something to strive for it would be so much easier
I would not care if I see or are offered!!!
9 months and still my head is going on and on
Flipping weekendddddddddddddd ahead…