*Speaker shuffles in silently, carrying a rocking chair under one arm..... Chair is set down with somber disregard to the front left of the individual. Speakers falls in, unapologetically. The sounds of weathered wood, creaking, can be heard a moment before stability is reached*
*A lighter clicks and smoke fills the air*..
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Y'know, they have said "We are mostly all mad here!" ...it's a fun thing to say about quirky personalities. But fails to really capture the ESSENCE of true "no eating no sleeping, red-glossy eyes, obsessive MADNESS!".....
Decidedly, I'd like to give you MY quick mini-series on the (and other closely related) topic(s). Still the reader's digest-version...but hey.
So my brain was diagnosed ADHD/OCD through a series of about 5 interviews with a child psychologist when I was roughly the age of 7. (I was NOT diagnosed ADHD with those take-home pamphlets that claimed EVERYONE had ADD and, in my opinion, led the Meth crisis to the heights it is now ((if you're interested why, PM me or just ask here)))
.. so this will explain a little of my mindset/lifestyle.
When I was 14-15, I (what I thought) was dating this 25-26 year old...
Turn out, she just had like 3 "young boys" she "kept"... While her husband was stationed somewhere in the middle east. I walked away, painfully, when this knowledge was provided to me.
(So 'trust' Is it's own beast, with me.)
It was actually WAITING for her to come and pick me up, one of the last times, where alcohol entered my life HARD stage right. As I was waiting, and crying (I think I KNEW at this point)... I opened up my mother's cupboards. She had many cheap spirits used for making extracts, tinctures ect.... I remember grabbing the vodka and pouring about 2-3 shots worth into my Monster Khaos... My (scary) first thought following the drink and how it made me feel.... "I could do this!"
Fast forward... Through high school I got fairly involved in pot and psychedelics...
By the time high school was one-year in my rear-view mirror... I was "the plug" for the area.. and was selling/distributing large amounts of Pot, MdMA, Psilocybin, LSD and hallucinogenic phenethylamines like 2C-I, 2C-E 2C-T-2.. ect
By this time, was surrounding myself with gang members, and ended up spending most of my time with them... Doing "their" type of activities.
Fast forward a couple years and I have a baby on the way, and am "working" my doctors to get the most prescription speed possible.. at this point I was prescribed to 90mg pure dextro-amphetamine daily.
The speed usage got real bad... I'd stay up for 4-7 days at a time, then sleep for two. Being "there" for my family, however failing and being mentally "absent".. this continued for about 3 years.
Drinking was ALWAYS constant... I'd start my days with a mixed drink that would make a social drinker go comatose.. then continue to pour liquor in throughout the day... Most days I was on Amphetamines as well.
During this period of time cocaine(and lots of crack) entered the picture, as in a moment of clarity I informed my doctor of my addiction/abuse and BEGGED to be put on the "drug alert" list. So I could no longer get my prescriptions.
It was shortly after this that Heroin(I call him, Hector) entered....
And although Hector was not a daily visitor, we'd still hang out every time I got paid... Which was every Friday. By Monday, hector was usually gone.
After a few weeks, Hector brought his friend i.v.drug use (I call HIM "Spike") along. Although I always firmly believed I'd NEVER have hung out with Spike.... Addiction changes the parameters of what one is capable of... In the worst possible ways.
Spike made everything.... "Easier"..
My heroin "Guy" (but it was actually a girl) got arrested after passing out at the wheel and driving into someone's living room. Well... She also had a kilo of Hector and about 7ounces of Meth in the vehicle.
...so I used this as a moment to "step away" from hector.
Enter the avalanche that is "meth addiction".... T'was just like the pill speed addiction... Except cheaper, longer.. "better"

... It continued ruining my life in the same fashion as before... Just much more intensely... My personal and family relationships fell apart. (I broke off a needle in my arm around this point, and had to "dig" it out with a needle nose pliers... I have not seen "Spike" since that day.

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I feel like I need to go back a minute and address how the stimulant issue culminated. I blame no one but myself, an it was MY CHOICE to respond thusly.....
But I was, at that time, in a rather tumultuous, abusive relationship which subjected me to DAILY physical and emotional abuse.
But if I stay up all night... No one hurts me during THOSE times.

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Next... The Hmong "cartel" that provided me with "the goods" was busted up and 19 of them received prison sentences... I used this as an opportunity to "step back"... Basically getting clean of everything in my life except alcohol. This was 2017
ALSO anyone who has ever done "drugs".... Will tell you that POT.... is NOT one.
I was, throughout it all, an INTENSE alcoholic... Seriously... When I say HOW MUCH my daily intake was.. it seems bragadocious... It most certainly is not... I was a "Professional".



I finally started "pumping the brakes" on my drinking in 2018... Before finally, and painfully, and all alone; fully detoxing in 2019.
My first day sober was 6/29/19... And still is my "day"... To this day.
But after I detoxed... I kept getting sicker... I was pooping black, vomiting crimson, turning yellow, and having massive nosebleeds if I'd itch my nose wrong....
About 2-3 weeks after getting clean... I started to swell.... The pain got so intense that I actually had to go to the ER in Green Bay.
They took my blood work and FREAKED OUT.... "Your too sick to be HERE... We are getting you to Milwaukee, TONIGHT!"...
Then a few days in the ICU... Then lived in the "organ Wing" of Froedert for a bit....
When I got home... I planted "bonsai seeds" from a stupid little starter pack my mom bought me for the previous birthday.
(Now that you know my background, I can be better involved in the conversations, here)
I'm sorry if it was lengthy..(I'm still leaving a TON of interesting, spicy details out)
A "Hi, I'm Leo and I am am addict.."-style intro just WOULDNT cover my story correctly.


