KingsXJJ
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Me too. My Dad died at 53 from Green Stripe Scotch. I used to pour his drinks when he couldn’t walk.Mine was childhood emotional & (some) physical abuse, with a definite genetic predisposition to addiction (father was an alcoholic), and a social disposition that awakened when I was using. I actually scored the best job of my career from being high on coke, while posting on a construction forum, that got me noticed by a very high-end custom builder's lead carpenter.
You think I'm long-winded here... My brain came ALIVE on that shit!
I never used while working, but when I broke my leg during that gig, and needed 3 surgeries, I traded it for an opiate addiction, and things quickly fell apart, and they cut ties with me soon after. That was a rocky road for me for about 5 years.
I can't believe I'm sharing some of this shit, but since it's all behind me, and part of who I am (I too learned SO much about myself), I guess I just don't feel the need to hide it. I certainly used to, though.
Your stories all hit home. I appreciate them very much. More than I can say really.
I’m sober today and grateful for it. The guitar and music help me stay sane. So does this place. With the passion, humor and even support shared that make this world more beautiful.
I am eating a 2lb bag of Sour Patch Kids thanks to @norminal FFS on the formatting. Boy they are sour and quite a rush! Almost like taking a shot.
I’ll graduate to the Haribo Gummies soon and join him and @the swede on the road. Def gonna try the peach ones.
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