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Pooflake says: Tell us your stories of conflict. From the pettiest row that got out of hand, through full blown battles involving mass brawls and destruction to your real war / army stories.

(, Thu 31 May 2012, 11:55)
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War with my drug addiction
Well this was... in away my lowest point in life.

We ALL make FRIENDS in the pub.
Some are nice, Some are nasty, Some are weird, Some are kind, Some are selfish, But some are just plain evil.

I was going through a hard period in my life.
I lost a lot of friends... I was very lonely.

Now I have been going to this pub for about 8 years now.
At first, I usually got 2 beers and pissed off afterwards.
When I had a bad experience in my life, as mention above, I started to hang around the pub more often.
Got to know the bar lady very well and soon I got to know the regulars.

Well, there was one guy there that I clicked with straight away.
We were both had the same interests and we would talk often.
One day, in my drunken state he asked me to go with him to the bathroom.
There he offered a small amount of cocaine.
I said to myself, there and then, "You only live once" and snorted it...
Boy oh boy! Cocaine gives you a boost like never before!

The next few weeks I started to buy from him (Today I realize he was a pusher!).
People at the pub knew what was going on, the bar lady told to "get off it!" and the other regulars were becoming concerned about me.
I nearly reached the limit of my credit card when he offered "something better".
Took a sniff of it, made me feel so relaxed... he then told me it contained heroin.

This freaked me out a lot, so I decided to give up.
I just wanted another gram, just one more gram, it would hurt would it?
Guys! That stuff is so addictive!
I was off it for about 6 days, Then I was drinking heavily, acting strange, talking to my self at the pub.
The bar lady asked for my mobile, I thought she was going to phone her daughters, but she phoned my parents because everyone at the pub that knew me didn't like the idea where I was going.

To cut a long story short.
Went to rehab.
Feel much better now!

The guy who got me involved in this crap, got arrested in a sting... I'm not going to say what happened to him, but Karma is a bitch!

Man, addiction to drugs... is a war on its own.
(, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 17:44, 11 replies)
Quitter.

(, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 19:03, closed)

Nods... Drugs, can both make and break a person, sometimes simultaneously. Don't realise the grip they have until it's too late.
(, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 19:50, closed)
& I woke up in a strange room with 3 men and a bowling ball!
;P
(, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 23:10, closed)
I'm sorry.
This is the single most shit depiction of drug addiction I've ever read.
(, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 20:49, closed)
at least it was written as a beat poem.
probably. oh, hang on no - it was just shit.
(, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 20:52, closed)
prove it.

(, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 22:50, closed)
Pollution
All around
Sometimes up
And sometimes down
But always around.
Pollution, are you coming to my town?
Or am I coming to yours?
We're on different buses, pollution
But we're both using petrol
Bombs.
(, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 7:28, closed)
This sounds like it all happened whilst you were off work for 2 weeks.

(, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 9:42, closed)
It's like the Famous Five Do Drugs.
Boy oh boy!
(, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 10:28, closed)
This is more a civil
skirmish than an International conflagration though.

I do tend to see things simplistically, but there doesn't seem to be any great element of victory in a story where someone has managed, depite the overwhelming avalanche of information poured into our heads from a very young age, to get himself hooked on drugs.

The story should be that some guy in the pub offered you coke, and you said "no thanks, it's addictive, expensive and damages your health". If you managed to fuck that up, I've got very limited sympathy.
(, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 10:34, closed)
The landlady didn't mind him dealing in her pub, then?
Not even when he got out his EPOS to swipe your credit card?
I do hope he declared his earnings to HMRC.
(, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 11:53, closed)

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