Foolish

So i found some pills at work. I KEEP THEM i had a ideal of what they were. I was going to look them up on the net. YEP I was gonna take them. Guess what i had them in my pockets in my work uniform i washed them lol. I THINK i need to rethink working in the medical feild i'm a addict. i've got the sickness.
Jung and Freudizznit would say that was your subconcious washed them.

"But be CAREFUL, it ain't your ordinary liquid
first time you sip it you might get addicted
cause it's sooooo sweet like licorice
plus it's good for your SICKNESS"

Last thing we be needing is getting sick again. We might got the sickness but you sure came clean with that one, babes. Yo, I sang ya them Beanie Sigel lyrics, K?

It's a great sign when ya can't identify every single pill out there by sight. Right?
i was disappointed with myself just for bringing them home. I was half mad half glad they got washed. I still don't get why i find dope of ANY kind too tempting to just toss out. I see needles at work HUGE PACKS of needles my heart will race. MY GOD THAT'S INSANE I HAVE NO USE FOR A NEEDLE. Addiction is so sick. THANKS for singing that tune Bryn you rock!.
It would be a good thing if i was clueless what they were i'm about 98% sure that one was a loritab the other I know was a valuim.
You know ZG, I think there's something in it, about you washing those clothes with the pills in the pocket. Maybe your guardian angel? Last year, my boyfriend bought me some cocaine, to have on my birthday. As we were going to be at the TT for my birthday, I took it to the Isle of Man (dumb dumb dumb, they have much stricter drug laws out there). I did do a couple of lines. Then I went out and was drinking champagne all night. Got back to where we were staying, and got mega paranoid. So I hid the coke. I hid it so well that I never found it again!!! And that's the last time I did any powder of any sort.

Someone is looking out for you girl, protecting you when you can't protect yourself.

take care

love

diff xx
I know when i was using, when i would have dope in my posket thats all i thought about and i would obsess on not osing it and constantly touch it to make sure it was still there, so the fact that you forgot about it long enough to wash it is a really great sign!!
Thing was Amity i did check all day that i would not lose them. I got home 1st thing i do is take off my work clothes they are full of germs i clean like 30 bathrooms. I lay the uniform pants with the pills in pocket on the bed i start to do laundry As i leave the room i see my pants grab em toss em with the dirty clothes start washer dump load in close lid. HAHA i find it funny now.
I quess something was watching out for me. I check washer they are all googed up in my pocket.
Diff: you must have made sure that was hid very well. I remember doing coke getting all geeked out thinking i must hide it.
You crack me up ZG!

Right, how we used to be with dope.........places ya can put a bag on your person..........don't name them........and if it was under the mattress at night for the morning it never made it until then.

What a mess those days were..........well good........glad they got washed then....they were probably erectile dysfunction pills ya would have been taking.
HAHAHA..........I jest, honey..........I'll save ya a song.
Bryn, you're bringing back memories... the gear stashed in a durex next to the bed, ready to plug if the door came through at 6 am... Going nuts, turfing out everything under the bed, coz I knew I had a loaded pin under there... and I was almost positive that I didn't dream it. And my favourite trick, going absolutely berserk coz I was unwrapping the gear and suddenly it went missing. Hell, I was about to rush the dog to the vet coz I thought he'd just eaten a teenth! Eventually found it two hours later in the bin. I'd chucked the gear and kept the wrap. Christ I'm so glad I don't have that kind of need now. The intensity of those feelings of blind panic, when I felt like my life would just fall apart completely if I didn't find that gear. Those memories make me feel so happy that I'm not in that situation anymore!

love

diff x
I almost forgot that desprate freaking out feeling when you can't find your dope. It was blind panic. The freaking out after your last shot is gone, going out to do whatever needs done to be sure your getting more. Those were dark days.
And ZG, the very worst feeling of all, when you've just pawned in whatever pawnable items you have to scrape together 20 for a bag, and you get that bag, and open it up and you realise straight away that you've just been ripped off, and what you've just done is spend 20 on a bag of flour/cocoa etc. THEN you feel powerless, then you feel like throwing yourself off the top of the multi-storey. And all you can do is scream and cry. Those are dark days, and when I see those people who did that to me, shuffling down the street, looking totally messed up, looking for a hustle, all I feel is relief that those days are over. It's those moments when I feel peace, like I've woken up from a nightmare, and I realise that everything is OK, I'm safe, nothing bad is gonna happen to me.

I think you did have a guardian angel looking out for you. When you were using, would you have ever chucked your clothes in the machine if they had gear in the pocket? It happened for a reason, I feel sure of that.

love

Diff x
ah memories........I used to have loads of books and would put my dope n between the pages of a book.........often a bag here and a bag there....can't tell ya the many times there would be books strewn about in a panic, forgetting which book, or it getting stuck in between pages...........insanity I do not miss........
and hg........a guardian angel for sure, I am so glad you didnt fall to temptation......so so proud of ya
Indeed Tres mermories....i was always one for misplacing a bag or two....you know the jeans were you have the lil pocket above the larger one well thats were i put my dope and remember countless searches trying to get a bag out wether it was there or not....and yer all right about the blind panic concerning the :were the f*** is it:
thank goodness thats over...........Davey`
We all need this reminding I think..........good topic Zero Girl.

Yeah that little pocket up top........as if the cops would never look there, right?

Amen, we ain't in that.

How about when the snow comes and ya are hoofing it........and the kids in the drug neoghborhood pelt ya with snowballs........hitting a junkie gets ya X amount of points............little kids too..........knowing ya can't do nothing to them if you're sick or if ya just had your hit..........sick all ya care about is scoring and high all ya care about is nobody messing with yer high.

O.K. how about them BEAT BAGS...........good one Diff........there went grandmom's antique necklace for a bag..............and ya get beat.......oh the shear agony of it.

Worst of all when nobody got nothing and they string ya along.........TEN MORE MINUTES...............turns in to two hours.........come back they say....O.K. I'll go be target practice for little kids to pelt me and I'll come back......black and blue from being hit with ice.......always went back.