| | Posted by greafster at March 10, 2010 |
I am 30 years old and started smoking green at about 18. Even though i finished high school i wasnt relly interested in it. I starting sufing and skating and excelled at both, going in comps and life was great. I was introduced to selling green on the side and making money, then i started groing it hydrponically where i started to make shitloads of money. My family was totally against it, i am palestinain and my family are anti-drugs..my siblings are university graduates..so ia am like the black sheep. Getting into the selling green scene introduced me to other drugs..meth, extasy, coke..which meant fast cash, fast girls, and partying all night. However, this also meant being around some very hard people..bikies, asian and middle eastern gangs members..i wasnt part of any gang, i was doing it with a couple close friends but aminly on my own..so i had to take lots of precaurtions and staying strapped (carrying a gun).
After a few years of this, the drugs started to take its toll on my mind and body..paranoia, lack of sleep, just skitzn in general. After being up for three days on eggs and coke, i was introduced to heroin to take the edge off and get some rest. From there my life went down hill..i didnt think just smoking it would get me addicted..but it did..I blew about $100,000 in a year and a half, and started getting sloppy with my hydroponic business. I finally got caught last year with 50 plants indoor, and about 20 pound of green. With the verfy real possibilty of jail time, i opted to go to drug court, which involves home detention and regular piss tests for 6months. I look at it as a positive as ive now been clean for 2months and am getting my life back.
The moral of this story is that money and drugs do not make you happy..as i know i was taking drugs to mask deeper issues..and there is a better way to live life..im going to university this year doing environmental science which i have always been passionate about. |
| | Posted by youthinkyouhaveproblems? at February 16, 2010 |
im a 27yo man. i first learnt my father was a pedophile having sex with my sisters when i was 8. he found out i knew shortly after. he beat on me every day, one time hanging me with the kettle cord wrapped around my neck when i was 10. my mother fled the country with the lover she had met and took my youngest sister with her when she was 8. my eldest sister was moved into my fathers bed. she fled the country 7months later. my second eldest sister took her place in the bed. one time he got her pregnant and it was put to me by him to make the descision to keep it or not. the only time i know i deffinetly made the right descision which was NO. i feel shameful to this day that i used it to a degree as a bargaining chip to let my father know i still smoked. i was 15 at the time. i could not leave though i knew i was not welcome there and i raised myself from the age of 14. leaving my sister to that existance alone was not an option, so i stayed. ive had my nose broken a few times, fingers broken, a cracked skull even. my sister to ease her existence accepted her lot in life acted the dutiful "wife" until she grew to old for my father. this was when she was 21 and i was 19. i developed an aggresive drug addiction at the age of 21 when i couldnt handle being so unhappy with the way my life had gone so far. i was an isolated person who knew that everyone i looked at (barring my sisters) had it better than me, no matter how bad they infact thought they had it. i was smoking a 1/4 ... |
| | Posted by fuck it at February 15, 2010 |
i was on the top of the world until the end of my senior year in high school, ive kinda been a jock my whole life, im a bigger guy but im very athletic, ive played football and wrestled my whole life and i was very good at them. So how did my depression start? I don't even know exsactly, but what I do know is what relly set it off. The first and only girl ive ever loved, broke up with me. And at the time i didn't think anything of it, until I realised I loved her more then anything, even my own life. After that everything fell apart. I failed high school and got really into to drugs. The result is i got busted by the cops. Now ive been depressed for 4 years straight, i think about killing myself every day for my life. I was the jock in high school and i wasn't the best student but i wasnt the worst, i just didn't care anymore. Im an athest now, i figured that there is no way there is a god with as much pain there is in the world, and if the is, i absolutly hate mother fucker
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| | Posted by NOLA at January 31, 2010 |
I recently got arrested on a drug charge and was ordered to make 3 Narcotics/Alchoholics Anonymous meetings a week for 2 years. It seems like everone there decided not to like me as soon as i got there. Theyre about 9 or 10 of those white guys that try as hard as they can to be black, and 4 or 5 girls that act like stuck up little princesses. When I tried to initiate conversation with these people, they ignored me and laghed among each other like it was some kinda joke. its like a bunch of fuckin high school girls who had a little clique before you got there. The fucked up part is im court ordered to sit in a room with these idiots for three hours a night 3 nights a week, and they either ignore me, or cut me off when i try to talk. I guess the only solution i can come up with is that people are a bunch of assholes who make life out to be a highschool popularity contest. I swear im gonna go back to jail to just knock one of these wiggers teeth down there throat! All I can tell you is that the world is built for and run by stupid, ignorant sheeple,. and intelligent people like you are me are considered wierd cause we actually have our own opinions about things. Stay true to yourself, dont let em wear you down. What goes around, comes around. -JM |
| | Posted by LoserJon at January 31, 2010 |
I hate my fucking life. Im 26, chronically unemployed, ive been addicted to methadone for 9 years, im on probation, im ugly, im socially awkward, and the drugs have decreased my sex drive and overall ability to enjoy life at all, and every time ive tried to quit the withdrawals kick my ass in a way thats so fucking painful that its just better to stay on the shit. All my friends are either dead or in prison and all ive done for the past 3 mos. is sit around the house and feel sorry for myself. The only reason I dont jump off a bridge is that my girlfriend is about to have our first son, and im worried ill fuck his mind up just as bad as mine. Life SUUUUUUUUUUUUCKS!!!!!!!! |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 20, 2010 |
Ugh.
My dad got taken away by the police cuz hes a drunk, and overdosed the first time I went to see him.
My sister is badly bipolar, has panic attacks and just recently got out of a Psyche Hospital.
My brother is never here.
My friends house is getting evicted, so I may never see him again.
Im bipolar and have terrible anxiety, and have attacks during school all the time, and get made fun of cuz im seen crying. I cut my wrists and tried to kill myself. My meds dont help.
My Mom is in really bad debt, and wastes all her money on cigarettes.
I know its not as bad as some, but the depression makes it feel so much worse. |
| | Posted by anonymous at December 17, 2009 |
WEed terrible subject right. not me and my freind got high together and now we are the closest we have ever been we talked about goin to fight in war together how no matter what we would have each others back and its whatever but we both knew we were real. he is having a baby and im happy for him and well i have this girl now she is the most amazing person in the world and i will always feel for her. no im not in love trust me but i know she is the only one i can trully learn to love but yeah my life is great when we smoke me and my freind talk about our future and how we are goin to be something how life is great how our children are goin to grow up like me and he should have. we both have the best girls in the world. ha its crazy but true ever since that day i woke up early went to class did my work and so did he and well yeah their is always a positive side to life |
| | Posted by anonymous at November 16, 2009 |
Well it started out when i was in the womb and my mom did drugs and it got into my system and fucked me up mental and physical. I was born a month early and was in detox for about 3 days to get the drugs out of my sytem. Then when i was 5 we moved across the state to OK and we just went down hill even more we had to move in to this shit hole trailer and nothing worked and while we were there a tornado went thought the tonw and destroyed everything. Then we moved things started to look better made some pretty awesome friends only about three of them and then my mother got raped blamed it on me and she left for wichita, ks. And she took a car and my brother with her and so we had to move from a good place to a shitty as town then my mom went to jail and made my father which is about 50 years of age take care of us till now and that happened when i was about 12 and now am 18 and she out of jail I got into trouble with the pigs ans shit toke a 6 month of probation and then got back on to drugs like x and powder(cocaine) and pot. Then here I live this live and two friends of mine die on nov 5, 2009 Colotn Emerson and Beau Blake RIP and i thought to myself things cannot get any lower from here and know I struggleing in school trying to pass and I thought about offing my self by a gun shot wound like another one of my friends Austin Stubby RIP.....AND YOU THINK YOUR LIFE SUCKS READ MINE...and here i still am awating for that one day to come so i can buy a gun to fucken kill myself so i can be free of this life in this body that is just sucking my life out from me. i cannot get a girl and if i do i fuck it up. Call me an asshole and i hope this day is tomorrow so i can be gone from this place so i can be with friends and my aunt keshia the one person that gave anything about me beside my father that cares to. While my father has to take care of me and deal with my mothers nagging for money and we are hella poor......so This is my life summed up so far |
| | Posted by Blacky at October 1, 2009 |
My life was normal for the first part of it. my family was together we all lived in a nice house and we were all happy. till the day my dick head of a father decided to get transferred from Melbourne to Sydney. Not only did i loose my popularity with my Melbourne friends, a popularity that i have never ever got back, but it is also the decision that destroyed my family. while over there my dad met an other women and when we got back he decided to break it off from my mum to a women who had been divorced 2 times (smart move dick head). I went back to my old school to discover that nearly all my close friends had turned into assholes who only cared about themselves. Then my dickhead father decided to come back and when he did he left 2 weeks after and got that other women pregnant.
High fucking school, how that fucked me over, i discovered that at high school you need to have more than 1 drug addicted friend go with you, as if you have multiple friends you can hang out with them and your group will grow and grow. as for me i had to spend my first month hanging out with that dickhead and then spent the next two years in the computer rooms. i finally made some friends who only liked me because it would do their work for them till i finally found some real friends who like me were nerds. i then discovered that i was smarter than the majority of the school as they are all retards that think they are better than every one else. And here i am now living with at fat annoying little shit brother who thinks that he is top shit, and a drinking porn addicted older brother who acts like his life sucks (he party's each night with his friends) every second weekend i spend it with a dickhead dad wallowing in self pity. This is only a glimpse to how my life sucks and if i were to tell u all of it this story would go on for pages. |
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