Pastelette
Brother Kam
She put up with me being a raging heroin addict for three years while I basically stalked and beat the s**t out of people for my dealers for money, I nearly murdered several people with blunt objects or by other means for a little baggy of heroin but I didn't care. She had to watch me die twice in the hospital but by some grace of ******** some omnipotent force or the sheer skill of my doctors I pulled back through. I overdosed four more times at her house in bed with her, my face blue and purple with me not breathing while she cried on my chest and all I could do was cry enough to have tears run down my face and try to stay awake and breath. I have put her through so much in such a short amount of time that I can never undo.
I am the one who is lucky.
I would die for this girl,
I would kill anyone who seeks to harm her, and
I would climb a mountain if it would just make her smile. She's the only reason I'm trying to stay clean and the only reason I even care if I'm alive or not. I've done things for her I wouldn't do for other people but I have no regrets. She's everything to me, she's my life.
I'm really happy that's how you feel about her.
But you MUST realize that she's very lucky to have someone who cares about her so much, like you.
I'd give you some credit, too. Also, for staying alive whenever you nearly died. That's a pretty intense backstory you have there, but you pulled through. How long have you been clean? (If you dont mind me asking?)
Give or take about three months. The outpatient program I'm doing is rocky at best but I'd rather die than go back to using that evil s**t again. I did things I can't talk about, s**t that gives me nightmares nearly every single night and sometimes sleeping next to her and holding her in my arms is the only thing that lets me get any restful sleep. I don't like being codependent on someone but she's just as much attached to me as I am her.
For a long time I just locked myself away from the world and suffered withdrawals from a 200$ a day habit of the purest s**t you can get in this state and I thought I was going to die. I was puking up blood for so long and shitting it out. I couldn't even breathe without it hurting for weeks, then I got into a program and it made a big difference.
It was hell, but it was something I had to do. Looking back the only regrets I have are the things that hurt her. I regret hurting her heart like that and making her cry but never again.
Last night we went for a walk down town and went to the candy store and I was acting super awkward and making strangers laugh and making her blush and oh my god she was sooo bright red, it was adorable! We went and got some chili cheese fries and talked about what kind of house we're going to get when we get rich. We walked to a parking garage on the top at sunset and watched the sun go down, then we threw jolly ranchers down onto the freeway and took bets on which ones would get run over first!
We had so much fun, she has such a beautiful smile. I never smile anymore unless I'm around her. I kept making corny jokes and making her laugh until she was laying on the ground laughing and to top it off we cuddled on the top of the parking garage listening for the crunching sound to hear if any of the jolly ranchers get ran over. It was great.
If there is a god or something out there, if there's only one thing in my life I'm thankful for it's her.