It seems upon entry of the drug loopty loop you must know death awaits around any and every corner. It doesn’t need a doorstep! Because every step you take is headed in deaths direction. That’s why I need direction from this dick head erection! Who added the dick to the family? Well that’s irrelevant! I’m here now! I didn’t realize or even idealize this would be the path I’d be taking in life, but I had a cutthroat environment. In all actuality the cut was on my foot, and I couldn’t get the infection to go away. I remember stating, “I am one big walking infection” and sure enough little did I ..read more

In the beginning I was so out of the drug loopty loop. My boy fiend got all the drugs, but this time he brought me cocaine. I haven’t had that in years! I used to get that back in my smoking phases of usage. I loved the taste of it! Now it’s the one-shot wormy shot, not tequila! That will come! That was the phase before that phase when I dwindled out of the bar phase. And that is not because they raised it too high. I can do that on my own! I’m growing older! I can’t go back in time twenty-one is twenty-one. I can still get there! The time machine is not in the story yet, though! It is spelt w ..read more

Everyone thinks this is a cakewalk. This is no cake walk. Your mind is plotting out your next relapse. SUCKER PUNCH! And you don’t even see it coming. One of the settings you get stuck on is the most upsetting. As I would call it getting stuck on stupid. Once you start you just can’t STOP! Oh and of course; it is no laps of luxury. Let me tell you!!!! The Liars, Leakers, and Liberals are all over. I even moved out of my own house to hide from them. There is no time frame on their time management either. With all rigorous honesty 99.9% OF MY LAPES ARE FROM ENVIRONMENTAL TRIGGERS. I was a materi ..read more

My family would bully me, even when I was on the right beaten path. It was the biggest revolving beat down. I was at the brink of admitting defeat from the constant state of crisis my disease paved. I let my addiction progress and take over, my life. Who added the dick to the family? If anything was different in the house, I was the go-to person. I done did it! They now cracked the whip. They had no sympathy, or any morsel of empathy left for me. You pushed me down with your words! I was out-casted into the deep abyss. It was pain on pain, sticks and stones left me blue on black, but names wil ..read more

I owned a house once when this whole capsized relapse started. It was intended for me and well at the time my three children, but the stork came because the dork wouldn’t leave. “I got a ticket for the long way home.” It had always been a lifetime dream to possess a home for us. A special place for my family. Without restraint my addiction dismembered that. I guess it wasn’t meant to be a member of the family. You might as well call it the “House of Pain.” Because the only time I spend there is when my parents took the welcome mat, meanwhile the “Liars, Leakers, and Liberals” always had a welc ..read more

I’m Stephanie and today is the day, so jump into my tragedy, buckle up we must leave instantly for the Feeling Great Clinic in far-off Fadoo. It is a safe place for you to stew. Because there is so much to do. So, you don’t turn blue. It ain’t nothing new. It is the stuff you’re supposed to do. It is a place to avoid the circus and the zoo, where you will learn to take good care of you. Come on and surge on into sobriety; your family will not mind at all if you do. For our first stop, I’d like you to meet the Tac-Toe-Tapping Tweets. They’ll help you tap away at keeping things in tac on your to ..read more

Now for that state-imposed sentence tragic backstory. That period of my life was a doesy! Do you see? Just read on I will tell you! I got my 3rd and 4th OWI combo kung pow and two manufacturing and delivery of cocaines. I never made cocaine or for that matter to batter was a peddler, got the letterer. But I did the dirty deed to get the drugs! I was SNITCHED ON! Not to mention I must pay a pension because right before the statute of limitations were up. There are no limitations to Marathon County when it comes to batter for that matter. I got a letter of something to get me bett ..read more

Most people are legally dead from that amount of potency! I grew a tolerance. It’s not an allowance! People think we do drugs for fun! It’s not funny when you’re fighting for your life! They said, I had a pot pipe and beer in the diaper bag. It wasn’t the diaper bag! Come on folks, talk to me I will tell you herstory straight. You already caught me! And yes, once again I took the fall and no that’s not all. For someone else, once again. But that was my fault! I needed to HALT (hungry, angry, lonely, tired) I should have checked the bag. It wasn’t a baggie of drugies though! It wasn’t my pot pi ..read more

The sun did not shine at all that day. It was too wet to play at all. So, we sat in this boring old house. All that cold, cold, cold wet day. I say, I sat there with Jared. We sat there, us two. Too far too few! Oh, what to do? Too wet to go out at all. And too cold to play ball at all or so we thought. We sadly sat in this old house. We boringly did nothing at all. So, all we could do was sadly sit! Sadly sit! Sadly sit! And we did not not like it, not one itsty bitty bit. We had a pet spider but he was not besider.No one was! And then something went bumpty bump! How that bumpt ..read more

One of my character flaws is not reforming until the last possible chance. That’s a story for you! I will tell you some of my history of my “4th could have been 5th OWI”. That’s how my lawyer stated it to me. I will tell you off the bat; it wasn’t Colonel Mustard with the candle stick in the living room. Imagine that guy drunk! Then I would still be alive! Although, it should be called herstory because I’m a girl; call me biased if you will. My oldest daughter did once or twice even three times that’s a cham. But she is one lucky charms. They’re not for me though! I was socially serviced! Whil ..read more