Do you guys find that you have a lot less people these days that you can call friends.
Im sitting here Sunday afternoon, -my kid is out for the week-end with his friends & Im sitting here alone watching a Yankee game .drinking iced coffee by myself.
I still am lucky that I have 2 really good friends from 30 yrs ago (HS Days) that stop by every now and then. My friend Steve and I go hit some golf-balls now and then- but its usually my 2 brothers who are around downstairs on days like this. Although ,they are good people, my brothers are not guys I would really hang out with, ya know- -
I dont consider anyone from the dope days friends of mine- although when I see a few of these people at the clinic, I remain friendly -maybe have a coffee and bullshet for awhile , but they arent friends. Besides most of the ones from those days have passed away by now- -aids, OD,s..or doing long prison time- but they were never friends.
Since I lost my job, I dont even have those work friends. A lot of them I tried to keep in touch with, but you know how that goes. Most contact is a phone call- or an e-mail. Its funny guys (and girls) I knew for many years- - I guess they feel uncomfortable that they didnt get layed off ?? -because every phone call is about work, not getting together to go out and do something ,catch a ballgame or step out for a lunch- - Work friends are really kind of a different breed. It seems as long as you have the common denominator of the workplace its all good- -but when thats gone, all of a sudden we dont know each other anymore- its weird.
Anyway, I guess as life goes on, I should be finding new people ,,people who wont judge you, share the same intrests- etc... I guess I gotta get out more ya know?
Sunday night bingo ,anyone??
its all good- just bored
jack.
huh It is Saturday here Jack. Anyhow I have only ONE person I call my friend. Her name is Ada we have been friends about 13 years now. I love her dearly. She has never used a hard drug so she was never a using friend of mine. I do have way less friends then I did while heavy into using. Ada and I don't get to just hang out together very often Like ya said the using friends are not friends. Most all of my using friends are dead now also or in jail/prison. Work friends i've never hung out with I try to keep my social affair and work separate. The older I get the less friends I have. I wanted to share I wish I had more friend friends in my life to it is importnant. Someone to see a movie with, grab lunch together, talk to on the phone. My social life sucks. I do like BINGO!!!!. On the one hand i'm glad I don't many friend friends. I am a bit anti social and I like spending time alone. I do get moments where i wish I had a few girl friends to go run a muck with out on the town "good clean fun" friends. In my line of work the people I deal with the most are in their 70's and 80's 90's. While some of my work people are kind of friends the age gap makes going out on the town out of the question lol. My man is my best friend I guess. It would be great to have more people clean sober people in my life.
Jack, I was down in your neck of the woods today. Well sorta anyway. Floral Park on a work related meeting.
Friends.....Hmmm....Lets see. I really can only think of two people that I can call friends.One is now a former user who went through detoxing like a champ and has looked Heroin in the eye and spit in it's face. I thought he was using again, he came out the other end that good. But I can say for certain that he has not used since and will probably never again. Good for him , I'm very happy for him. He has been divorced twice now and I told him that he is so !#%@ stubborn that he even drove Heroin away. Now if he could only work some magic for me. The other is my cousin who I really don't see much of any more as he has gotten married but we talk on the phone here and there. We used to be very close. I really lost touch with with my HS friends when I got married as my wife and son became the center of my universe and I left no room for anyone else.
Anyway, I probably would have many more friends in my life if I would just let them into my life. I find it very difficult to let people into my life and because of that ,and my divorce, I find myself feeling very lonely a lot. Quite a few people I work with or know from around town know about my drug usage and show much concern about it. I get " lets get together and talk", " call me anytime you feel the need to talk to someone"," We're having a picnic this weekend please stop over" and i never have taken any of them up on their offers. I know I need to get out more and maybe someday I will but for now this is my life, for better or worse.
BINGO
Polishing up on my bingo voice.
Friends.....Hmmm....Lets see. I really can only think of two people that I can call friends.One is now a former user who went through detoxing like a champ and has looked Heroin in the eye and spit in it's face. I thought he was using again, he came out the other end that good. But I can say for certain that he has not used since and will probably never again. Good for him , I'm very happy for him. He has been divorced twice now and I told him that he is so !#%@ stubborn that he even drove Heroin away. Now if he could only work some magic for me. The other is my cousin who I really don't see much of any more as he has gotten married but we talk on the phone here and there. We used to be very close. I really lost touch with with my HS friends when I got married as my wife and son became the center of my universe and I left no room for anyone else.
Anyway, I probably would have many more friends in my life if I would just let them into my life. I find it very difficult to let people into my life and because of that ,and my divorce, I find myself feeling very lonely a lot. Quite a few people I work with or know from around town know about my drug usage and show much concern about it. I get " lets get together and talk", " call me anytime you feel the need to talk to someone"," We're having a picnic this weekend please stop over" and i never have taken any of them up on their offers. I know I need to get out more and maybe someday I will but for now this is my life, for better or worse.
BINGO
Polishing up on my bingo voice.
HAHA
Kevin and his Bingo Voice!
O.K. Jack ya may have lost it. It was Saturday, not Sunday I think.
Jack, I can't empathize. I don't like people so................and I mean it. However, I think it has to do with age as well as other factors. Plus you're a teeny bit isolated. I don't mean that in a bad way ummmmmmmm like you're me. I choose to isolate.
As we get older no matter dope fiend or not I think "friendship" takes on a new dynamic. Also, "friends" start looking more like "family" because we're stuck with them. Like ya said with your brothers. Maybe fabulous people, but nobody we'd pick to be friends with.
You do have a great idea though. There's all kinds of social outlets ya know. Drumming circles, yoga, shuffle board, art jawns. All at usually a very low cost or none at all. Lots of whacked out folks. Perfect!
No lie I say I'm gonna go to Bingo all the time. I like Bingo.
GAY BINGO! You got that there? A freakin trip. They come around on roller skates with the cards. Each night has a theme. Food? You kiddin me? People bring gourmet. All the proceeds go to usually an AIDS organization.
Voila, a night of entertainment with good cause.
It's summer. It's hot. Look up when that da*n Met is free. Art. I'll take the train up. Oh better yet they got MOMA free on certain days I think. We can have an art affair if ya wish.
Then again up the road that could lead to me wanting Chickies gravy and bragole however ya spell it. Talk about friends! All my Italian friends are in nursing homes, married to that chick Snooky or nodding somewhere.
Surely I did not answer your question. I did feel your angst.
Jack, my brother never touched a drug in his life, he's not laid off thank God (the other one was, he's got three boyz 2 men like you have "J" and I see him going through it as well. The friend thing.
His remedy?
Knock a wall down, go to the yard sales, decorate, ummmmmmmmm yeah decorate, always with the home repairs.
People come and go but your powder room floor will always stay with you!
I hate life. We need some Oppenheimer "Fur Teacups" to cheer us.
Kevin and his Bingo Voice!
O.K. Jack ya may have lost it. It was Saturday, not Sunday I think.
Jack, I can't empathize. I don't like people so................and I mean it. However, I think it has to do with age as well as other factors. Plus you're a teeny bit isolated. I don't mean that in a bad way ummmmmmmm like you're me. I choose to isolate.
As we get older no matter dope fiend or not I think "friendship" takes on a new dynamic. Also, "friends" start looking more like "family" because we're stuck with them. Like ya said with your brothers. Maybe fabulous people, but nobody we'd pick to be friends with.
You do have a great idea though. There's all kinds of social outlets ya know. Drumming circles, yoga, shuffle board, art jawns. All at usually a very low cost or none at all. Lots of whacked out folks. Perfect!
No lie I say I'm gonna go to Bingo all the time. I like Bingo.
GAY BINGO! You got that there? A freakin trip. They come around on roller skates with the cards. Each night has a theme. Food? You kiddin me? People bring gourmet. All the proceeds go to usually an AIDS organization.
Voila, a night of entertainment with good cause.
It's summer. It's hot. Look up when that da*n Met is free. Art. I'll take the train up. Oh better yet they got MOMA free on certain days I think. We can have an art affair if ya wish.
Then again up the road that could lead to me wanting Chickies gravy and bragole however ya spell it. Talk about friends! All my Italian friends are in nursing homes, married to that chick Snooky or nodding somewhere.
Surely I did not answer your question. I did feel your angst.
Jack, my brother never touched a drug in his life, he's not laid off thank God (the other one was, he's got three boyz 2 men like you have "J" and I see him going through it as well. The friend thing.
His remedy?
Knock a wall down, go to the yard sales, decorate, ummmmmmmmm yeah decorate, always with the home repairs.
People come and go but your powder room floor will always stay with you!
I hate life. We need some Oppenheimer "Fur Teacups" to cheer us.
