Goodbye To Drugs

by David W.

Crack, Alcohol, Marijuana, you use to be my best friends, but now I can’t deal with your deceitful ways anymore. We use to have some good times. We would tear up the town, meeting all sorts of interesting people. We would stay out all night, even two or three days at a time. We would use my people to help us get what we wanted. We would use my place to find refuge when we needed to rest and recoup, we would use my things to help us get what we needed to keep that feeling going. But I wasn’t being true to my feelings, faith and dreams.

I gave you everything! All of me, all of my loved possessions even the people I adored. No more! No more! Never again! I have found myself broken, battered and lost because of you. I renounce my belief and faith that ya’ll could ever be good for me. You are, and were, the worst things I have ever done. Nothing can compare to the pain and misery, despair, hopelessness, sorrow, agony, and anger you have put me through.

Looking back at all the time out on the town you made an ass out of me, you made me act retarded, trusting the scum that I found myself around. I could never meet good people that were having a genuinely great time because; instead of being my adorable social self you were on my back making me act a fool. You had me taking advantage of the trust that my loved ones had in me, to harbor you when I couldn’t take anymore, you had me give up all of my possessions that meant the world to me; My full length leather trench coat that I wore at Sturgis, gone! My tools to work on my house and my car, gone! My car itself! Gone. Every bit of my clothing, including 2 Armani suits, 18 silk ties, my dead grandfather’s coats, my dead mother’s antique vase. All the things I treasured with my soul. All the things I worked so hard to get. Not to mention 80K in inheritance that my mom left me.

All gone. I must have been stupid to ever believe that ya’ll could do anything good for me. I am a great, loving, thoughtful, considerate, wonderful person that ya’ll have manipulated, used and drug through the mud. NO MORE! I’M DONE! Deuces!