So lets talk about my addiction shall we? | My memoir in short stories

So lets talk about my addiction shall we?

So. I am going to say that all of what I am about to write is true and most likely isn’t all of what I could say about the subject. 

So I think I have an addiction to marijuana. I started smoking pot when I was 12 years old, and by the time I was 13 I was smoking every morning before school and every night after my parents were asleep. I used to sneak out of the house a lot, I used a side door that was down some wooden stairs and across the house to the living room. The door lead to a rap around porch, and I would sit outside on the phone with someone, smoking cigarettes and smoking pot and maybe even drinking.

I used to talk on the phone to people a lot, usually a boy or even some stranger I met on MySpace. I actually even dated a boy I had never met before that lived in Louisiana. His name was Jake Austin. To be totally honest with you, dear reader, I am under the influence of marijuana right now and can’t really remember much about my relationship with Jake Austin. I just remember sneaking out at night and walking around smoking and talking to him on the phone. It’s hard to believe that I was thirteen and I was smoking and sneaking out so much.

Currently, I have been addicted to pot severly for the past four months, and before that I was smoking four or five times a day when I was in college last fall. And the summer before that I was smoking every day, and all of my senior year of high school before that I was smoking. I have been smoking pretty heavily for over a year and a half, it’s crazy! But to be truthful, smoking is one thing that makes me really happy. And you know, I’m really not happy most of the time.

I believe that I am addicted to marijuana, it’s all I think about, especially first thing in the morning I think “how am I going to go smoke?”. I don’t really think it’s a problem; that’s a lie.  I do. I think I need to at least slow down for a bit but I just got a forty and I’m planning to smoke all of it. I just can’t stop myself, I know I could if I really wanted to. I should try to force myself to quit until I get a job… I don’t know what I am doing with my life. I don’t know… I just go to the gym, smoke pot and sing. And hang out with people if I’m lucky.

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