I went to the clinic yesturday. I go on Tuesdays now.
I was leaving or walking out to smoke a cig from group for a sec, when I saw my good friend ‘S’. I ran straught to her and her to me. I cried so hard because a cetain someone caused a lot of unneccessary drama between this girl & her partner.
We had so much catching up to do and I couldn’t wait to come over to their house and talk with her and Bub. So walking out I made sure to remind her to text me and we’ll set up a time and day so that we could set aside to visit with one another.
When we saw each other we instantly ran into rach other’s arms and my (cry baby ass), broke straught the fuck down crying! You guys hear what I’m sayin?!! Sis isn’t a crier at all, and even she held me tight and dropped a tears or two. (Maybe)?
That’s one no one will ever know including myself because I didn’t physically see ears fall from her eyes. I just saw they was wet. (It was probably an eyelash or something). Thats what she’d claim it to be anyhow.
So things have been good the past few days, socially and here at home. I went and hung out wit my Bub and her wife, my Sis, for like 5 1/2 hours today. No drugs. No-one there to get mad at them because they chose not to have any drugs around. Yes. You read that right. Ppl that call themselves friends of others that got good contects to good fucking drugs. Shit! Their gonna be your best friend. Only as long as the drugs are around or however long they last.
Where’s that person who claimed to be that best friend when the drugs were around?
I’m referring to the woman I thought was my best friend since youth group. We met this couple at the same time and the same place of all things. During that time the couple had to do a li side hustle to make some fast money. It was never meant to be a permanent thing, like at all, ever.
‘P’, keeps popping up unannounced and without so much as even a courtesy call to ask first, before just showing up on their door-step.
I hate it when certain ppl do that. Usually it’s the ones you could go without seeing for a while. Not trying to sound mean or rude. There’s ppl out there that come to their so-called ‘friends’ house, jus in case they possibly have some go-fast. ‘P’ is not only addicted to meth but the needle as well.
I did hear some great news about ‘P’ today though. Bub and Sis got her off the needle. Thats a huge step for ‘P’. Anyone that really knows her, would even say the same thing.
Well, yesterday I ripped off my big toe nail. It was nice and bright outside after getting home from work. When I walked inside however, it was pitch black and coudn’t see a damn thing. It hurt so fucking bad you guys. I just knew my toe nail had just gotten ripped off. Good thing Sis doctored me up. (Might I jus throw that out there and give props where it’s due). So professional and everything. Yeah I know I started this topic outta nowhere but it was needed.
I told Bub and Sis when I was trying to warn them about her and how she was going to use them. They not only didn’t believe it to be the truth, but didn’t wanna hear none of it either. I was never once disrespectful when I spoke of ‘P’ and still to this day after it’s been months, I don’t and won’t. I love her I just have to love her from a distance.
I had to call Greg to come pick me up. I fibbed and said their alternator went out on their truck.
They haven’t a vehichle.
Oops! Did I do that on purpose? Damn right I did. When I tell you guys I have no social life, I literally mean it. Work and home, and doctors app’s in between.
Not to mention being a full time mother still to 2 grown kids of mine. My daughter calls me on SnapChat all the time with 100’s of quetions about Lukah, or herself. I love her with ALL of me and EVERTHING in me, but my child is a hypochondriac. Not just a regular hypo. Like she’s a severe hypocho. She’ll have like the smallest symptom of something minor like a couple of blisters on her fingers. That was this last time she called me on snap. She sent a small video clip of these tiny little blisters on the tips of her fingers and a couple along the sides of a few of them.
I told her I’ve had them before also but never seen a dermatologist to find out just exactly what they were. So if ppl on this sit that follow me nd read all my long babbling talk, could you please be so kind as to inform me what those things are and what causes them to pop up? She said they itched real bad. I asked her if the liquid (even though it’s really like water that comes out of blisters) that leaks from them when one gets scratched open, was clear and looked and felt like her fingers were wet with water. She said yeah. I told her hain I didn’t know what they were or what caused them. I thought maybe she could just have sensitive skin and could have had an allergic reaction. Maybe when I got them, when I was younger, O could have been allergic to te cheap ass laundry detergent
I just wanted to randomly write before I go to sleep. I haven’t taken my night meds in 2 nights. Only because I don’t wanna have a hang-over fro them like I did last week and I showed up to work making Greg come inside with me. Maybe my gm hearing the truth from him she’d listen to and believe. NOPE! She wasn’t going, and sent my ass back home to bed. Telling me if VIP show up and I’m talking like I was then it would for real make Mrs. Laura bad with ppl she hires. I didn’t want that for her, so I did as I was told. I was scheduled off the next day but Amanda called asking if I could come in for a few hours. Practically begging me. Can’t stand puppy eyes and begging. I caved. I needed to make up the couple hours I missed anyways.
Well I have started a writing war with one of shift managers at work. Posting this so I can start writing her in the composition book I foumd almost new. Only a couple of pages was all I had to tear out. She told me ‘War On’ after reading the email I sent to her. I one upped her there by sending her an email. Bahahaha!
Wish me luck to win this just for the satisfsaction of being able to say I did. And I know I can. I know I’m gonna be a writing fool the next few weeks or moths or however long it lasts. I’m kinda dredding it anyways becausemy fingers already hurt, so, I can only imagine how stiff the gonna be when I wake up. TaTaFN