27.8.17

So I'm in this weird emotional headspace
or maybe lack thereof.
I have to hurry up and write this before I close the window

I've been living alone for almost 9 months now
and it's been hard
not just financially
just in general.

I mean, I've always paid the bills, so it isn't like a huge stretch
but it's different when you're working for a reason.

Now I'm just working to be working
I guess that's all I can do for now.


But, getting back to this point
In this headspace, I find it extremely difficult to talk to anyone
I mean, I don't do a great job of doing that in the first place
but it's worse here.

Like, let's say I started doing cocaine
y'know, not like, majorly, but it's clearly something different
and potentially dangerous without moderation

I have a few select friends that are cool with it
but they're on the next level.
I'm over here doing small bumps and diet lines
and they're basically on that professional tier.
I don't even know what grade or color or kind of region or any of that shit
but they can like, glance at it and know the value

Those kinds of friends.
I appreciate that they exist, but there's such a huge gap between us
that it's beyond intimidating to discuss it.
I mean, don't get me wrong, they definitely have the hook up
but I can't afford the shit they get into.

I'm not at that level.
I'm not sure I will be
I don't know if I want to be, nor how I would get there if I wanted to
It's...frustrating.

My other friends/family/associates all disapprove
but like, that's all they know is how to disapprove of it
they've never tried it
have no intention to
no interest in changing their perspective
and it's hard
because they're everywhere.
Every goddamn where.

I just don't have the energy to explain to every single one of them
that anything done in moderation isn't a bad thing.
But they'll insist on doing things that are bad for them repeatedly
to the point of their own failing

but...that's just what everyone else does.
that's what everyone else is told they are supposed to do
and they do it
they don't question it
they don't want to know

If it's different, it's wrong


And I'm real fuckin different.

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