dawning of a new era
Andie and I had a talk. [Last night for her, early morning for me.]
About me taking pills to get high.
And how it’s not good.
For me, her, anyone, and our relationship basically.
And I couldn’t promise her I wouldn’t do it again.
Although I am trying and I haven’t done it in awhile. And she’s part of the reason I haven’t.
And I’m sure some of you may think that’s a bad reason and that the reason I don’t do drugs should be for myself and only for me. But that’s kind of selfish, don’t you think? Because the pills affect more than just me.
So I went upstairs around four, went through my drawers and my jean pockets and the broken martini glass on my desk. Got all the pills [except my pain ones which are like prescription strength Tylenol that I take for cramps and never OD on because ew]. Then I took them to the bathroom, ran a sink of hot water, dropped them in and let them dissolve. Then I watched the water go down the drain.
And felt better.
I mean, I may not be able to promise I’ll never trip again, but the temptation’s gone. And I kept my promise that I would get rid of the pills. All that’s in my room are pain pills and the ones I take when I get dizzy. [Which I shan't get rid of for they are a necessity when dizziness hits.]
And I think I’ll be using this blog more. It’s the only place I can talk about my girlfriend [squee!]. The board isn’t a blog and using my LJ wouldn’t work because the format’s all screwed up because I wanted an extra 9 userpics. MySpace is out of the question because Andie’s brother and sister are my friends on there.
But this blog is safe.
And I like being able to talk about my Andie.
As a matter of fact, the only thing I don’t like about this blog is … well, the fact that I know some of the people who are reading it. Creeps me out a bit. I liked the anonymity–I know I spelled that wrong–thing.
I might start another one if I need to.
An anonymous one.
But I don’t need one yet.
Luvverzz,
Mrs. Adrienne Armstrong, aka Dru
