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I was thinking to myself, this it take some deep breaths and be yourself, and don’t screw this up. I sat in one of the two rolly chairs that were in the office. Travis asked me how I’m doing and I replied by saying “Fine and nervous at the same time.” “Don’t be nervous, it’s really easy. I going to ask you some questions
I saw him. I was so ashamed I almost threw up. So I told him right out. "I'm gonna make a man outa you or I'm gonna bust you in half trying. "
Months later I'm in the same place, no shit done, feeling like a failure, & trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement. I've seen my people's dreams die, I've seen what they can be denied, & "weeds not a drug" - that's denial, Groundhog Day life repeat each time. I've seen Oxycontin take three lives, I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes. I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside, cheating and lying, friendship cease, no peace in the mind, stealing and taking anything to fix the pieces inside. Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere, only motivation for what the dealer's supplying.
The thought that the world would end simply because a culture ceased the production of a calendar was, in my mind, preposterous. But for an unknown reason my mind began to change. The story was on the internet, in the news, and there was even a movie made about it. I was becoming convinced that the world would truly end in 2012. I dreaded the day when I, and everyone I loved, would see the world come to a standstill; but we never did.
I apologized but he said not to and wanted to just make sure I was ok. I will never regret my first time, I do wish it wasn’t in a car where we could have gotten caught and maybe instead somewhere more comfortable but I knew it was right for
I said “it was awesome.” And that is the story of how I got over my fear. Have hold of your fear, Don’t let your fear have a hold on
This morning was the same as every other uneventful morning since the world turned upside down and no one seemed to notice but me. I roll over to take a glance at the clock, 6:44am. My alarm would be going off in one minute, and I already dreaded the bleeding sound it was going to bring. I smack the top button the second it begins to shake, and I drag myself out of bed. As I head to the kitchen to brew some coffee and make my usual breakfast I call for Ace, my hyper border collie.
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and I replied with a smile saying yes. I stood there still, watching the elevator doors close. He looked at me confused and started laughing. Which made me laugh too, but I didn’t say anything. I think he felt awkward, so he took out his phone.
When I woke up this morning I didn’t feel like myself. My head was aching from all of the tears. My brain was spinning, wondering how and why I did what I did.