Lol we would probably get along great fren. Former opium, xanax, amphetamine addict here.

I'm that fairly smart, fairly good looking young dude who always seemed to have it all. Plenty of money from successful entrepreneurship, plenty of women over at my bachelor pad all the time, always buying everyone drinks and throwing keggers and being revered by the community...

But for some reason it never seemed like enough. And getting away with one bad decision only led to trying out 5 more.

Nearly ODd and had a seizure from lack of sleep and taking a mix of hardcore uppers and downers at the same time on Christmas 2018.

Eventually had a family intervention around October 2019, and finally got help and agreed to move back in with family and saw a substance abuse special who helped get me off everything.

Finally started creating consistent sobriety around my birthday last year February 2020. Just in time for this plandemic to occur and wipe out all future expectations of having my own freedom and independence again.

Every day is still an ongoing struggle to remember how unbelievably far I've come and to make sure I don't fall off the wagon again. Having people around me all the time was the only way I thought I could stand sobriety being bearable again so this pandemic was a massive curveball and required even more willpower to compensate.

Find myself constantly looking to troll others and to poke at their insecurities on the internet. However for the moment I've learned to at least direct this inner frustration at the enemy and all those "so called friends" who chose to abandon me, not after I stopped being the "party guy", but only after I started supporting Trump.

For the most part it's worked fairly well. I get the frustration out and I don't have to feel bad for attacking the people who support me, just the traitors lol.

Sobriety is an ongoing effort fren, but we ain't no bitches. We got this. And at the end, there will be cake.

Amen. My dad who was a homeless alcoholic most if my childhood and all if his adult life when I had prayed for him for 25 yrs accepted Jesus when a pastor finally got through to him in jail on Third DUI on month before a stroke finally took away his ability to walk/think/function and he was diagnose with cancer. Doctors gave him three months to live, God gave him another couple of years. I saw many miracles in his life after that. He had held much bitterness toward many who had made his life very difficult and after he accepted Christ, that dissolved into forgiveness and reconciliation. He passed away twelve years ago but a happy at peace man and the last thing he said to me before passing was his usual “quit worrying” as he pointed up and said “heaven” my brother who has never had a relationship with him spent his last night with him which brought healing for both and when he called to tell me dad had passed, he said “Julie, it was crazy, there was dark clouds hanging over the hospital and at the very moment dad passed, a bright beam of sun shone right into his room” I replied “that was Jesus taking him by the hand saying let’s go home now, no more sadness ir sickness no more pain”

AMEN, brother. He delivered me from alcoholism and the stuff that came with it, 7.5 years ago. God bless you in your walk with the Lord!

pmsl - cow-catcher - I like that :)