please forgive me
*****Trigger Warning **** Drug Usage
i need to ask everyone here to please forgive me.i now you don't hold things against people here but i feel that i have been taking up too much time and space here basicly just feeling sorry for myself . wanting someone to say oh how terrible your life has been ,yet doing nothing to try to use the advice i get ,if i continue this way it is never going to help me and it is not fair to all of you ,for once i think someone needs to say ,hey adam just get over it!if i can't help myself then how can anyone ever help me? the first time it all gets too much i revert back to my defense from the foster care days ,get high ,get in trouble and maybe they will kick me out . all of you have been so good to me and for me yet i do nothing to get better,and i can give nothing back in return for your kindness. i feel i have let you down by hiding behind walls that only keep me isolated and alone . last night i sat down with my crutch ,a little bottle of powder with the power to make it all go away ,maybe forever . just one little snort and oblivion ,but that takes too long so i got my works out cooked up a load and fired it into my arm . ah yes here it comes just gonna ride it baby flying high again . then i started to wonder ,just how much did i do ? maybe too much ?ok do i even care? yes i care ,i care about the people here who have spent their time trying to help me ,what the hell am i doing ? i felt an urge too strong to deny ,i needed to run ,just run ,so out the door i go i am running down the drive into the fields ,running just running not thinking just running ,it is cold ,it is snowing ,temp.is 9 degrees ,maybe if i run far enough i can leave my life behind ,leave the pain and shame i feel bad for letting everyone down,including myself.by now the meth is pumping full force halfway between heaven and hell someone put up a barbed wire fence ,ok not running anymore,face down in the snow.maybe i'll just not get back up,let the cold do the rest,maybe it was the drug,maybe my mind just broke ,but i hear a voice ,a kids voice ,he says adam ? like a question. i tell him to go away ,he tells me he can't go away that he has to go wherever i go he asks me if we are going to die ,i tell him i don't know about you kid but i think maybe i am ,he says then he will die with me ,i tell him to go he is not part of this ,he says he is part of this and don't i know that he has been with me forever ?so i ask who the hell are you ,he says i am adam ,what the hell ,he is not adam i am!i tell him you don't know me and you better go back where you came from ,he says i know you ,i know everything about you ,i know how you feel inside ,i know you blame yourself for everything ,i know you hate yourself ,but you weren't there you could not have saved me ,but right now you are the only one who can save us both.he says he loves me i tell him he is crazy i'm nothing but a weak scared kid like him ,he tells me he is scared but not weak ,he tells me the only thing he is afraid of is me ,he is afraid i will just give up after all he did to keep us alive .but he says if i want to die then he will die with me because he loves me that much,i tell him no you can't love me i'm not worth it i'll never be strong like he is,that i can't fight like he did he says he has been waiting so long for me to find him and now all i want to do is die? he says that i am ashamed of him ,ashamed of what he did to keep us alive,he wishes he had died so i wouldn't be ashamed of him ,i tell him no !don't ever say that ,i am not ashamed of him ,he is my hero .he was so strong i am the weak one he says together we can make it if i will only take his hand he will help me .i raised my head up and he is there ,holding his hand out to me .i know he is not real it is the drug ,but i reach for his hand and i am filled with such warmth ,is this love? is this what it feels like ?is this little kid really me, is he telling me it is ok? how could he still love me after i screwed up what he fought so hard for? he looks at me and says man your a mess ,i have to laugh here i am standing in a cornfield soaking wet freezing ,yeah i am a mess. as i am walking he says he is tired could i carry him ? he climbs onto my back and off we go ,i am crying now asking him to forgive me for not saving him ,for letting him hide inside with all the pain for so long ,i tell him he don't have to hide anymore ,that i will carry him and i can't exoect him to carry me anymore ,he says it feels good to be with me but we can't do it alone ,i need help i need to let him talk to someone who knows how to help us . as i walked i felt his weight becomming lighter and lighter as i got close to the house he is sleeping with his arms around my neck ,he hasn't slept in ten years ,i know that he feels safe now and so do i . somewhere in that snowy cornfield i found what was missing in me i accepted him and he accepted me like two old friends . as i lay him down on my bed and covered him he just vanished,but he is not gone i will never let him go ,it is time for him to rest ,it is time for me to grow up enough to ask for help . maybe i needed to stand on the edge to find out i really don't want to jump ,how many times is that little boy going to have to save me? he has done it twice now it is time for me to be the person he thinks i am .i am calling today ,i will find a therapist and i will be strong enough to do whatever it takes to talk to them ,no more drugs ,no more feeling sorry for myself ,no more saying adam your life has been so terrible ,why not just wallow in self pity or drug out till you die . i owe him so much more than that .this time i won't let him down i am going to throw the abuse mantel that i have been carrying down ,i won't use my past as an excuse to fail ever again ,i won't drive away people who try to help me ,i won't take the easy way out by saying gee after what happened to me i have a right to fail . sometimes i think it is good to be told either you will recover or you will just waste your time feeling sorry for yourself and not live life at all .i know this is just drug induced bullshit but it gave me what i needed a swift kick in the ass to get me moving ,if you hear me posting here about how terrible my life has been ,feeling sorry for myself please feel free to tell me hey just get over it ok? all i want to do now is use what happened to me as a way to educate others and maybe someday help somebody who is where i am now .we all have so much to offer maybe sometims we just don't see that . i know i can't change my world overnight but i am going to try to be alive again to be more than what happened to me ,my abuse is no excuse to feel sorry for myself and it took a little boy to show me that .adam
i need to ask everyone here to please forgive me.i now you don't hold things against people here but i feel that i have been taking up too much time and space here basicly just feeling sorry for myself . wanting someone to say oh how terrible your life has been ,yet doing nothing to try to use the advice i get ,if i continue this way it is never going to help me and it is not fair to all of you ,for once i think someone needs to say ,hey adam just get over it!if i can't help myself then how can anyone ever help me? the first time it all gets too much i revert back to my defense from the foster care days ,get high ,get in trouble and maybe they will kick me out . all of you have been so good to me and for me yet i do nothing to get better,and i can give nothing back in return for your kindness. i feel i have let you down by hiding behind walls that only keep me isolated and alone . last night i sat down with my crutch ,a little bottle of powder with the power to make it all go away ,maybe forever . just one little snort and oblivion ,but that takes too long so i got my works out cooked up a load and fired it into my arm . ah yes here it comes just gonna ride it baby flying high again . then i started to wonder ,just how much did i do ? maybe too much ?ok do i even care? yes i care ,i care about the people here who have spent their time trying to help me ,what the hell am i doing ? i felt an urge too strong to deny ,i needed to run ,just run ,so out the door i go i am running down the drive into the fields ,running just running not thinking just running ,it is cold ,it is snowing ,temp.is 9 degrees ,maybe if i run far enough i can leave my life behind ,leave the pain and shame i feel bad for letting everyone down,including myself.by now the meth is pumping full force halfway between heaven and hell someone put up a barbed wire fence ,ok not running anymore,face down in the snow.maybe i'll just not get back up,let the cold do the rest,maybe it was the drug,maybe my mind just broke ,but i hear a voice ,a kids voice ,he says adam ? like a question. i tell him to go away ,he tells me he can't go away that he has to go wherever i go he asks me if we are going to die ,i tell him i don't know about you kid but i think maybe i am ,he says then he will die with me ,i tell him to go he is not part of this ,he says he is part of this and don't i know that he has been with me forever ?so i ask who the hell are you ,he says i am adam ,what the hell ,he is not adam i am!i tell him you don't know me and you better go back where you came from ,he says i know you ,i know everything about you ,i know how you feel inside ,i know you blame yourself for everything ,i know you hate yourself ,but you weren't there you could not have saved me ,but right now you are the only one who can save us both.he says he loves me i tell him he is crazy i'm nothing but a weak scared kid like him ,he tells me he is scared but not weak ,he tells me the only thing he is afraid of is me ,he is afraid i will just give up after all he did to keep us alive .but he says if i want to die then he will die with me because he loves me that much,i tell him no you can't love me i'm not worth it i'll never be strong like he is,that i can't fight like he did he says he has been waiting so long for me to find him and now all i want to do is die? he says that i am ashamed of him ,ashamed of what he did to keep us alive,he wishes he had died so i wouldn't be ashamed of him ,i tell him no !don't ever say that ,i am not ashamed of him ,he is my hero .he was so strong i am the weak one he says together we can make it if i will only take his hand he will help me .i raised my head up and he is there ,holding his hand out to me .i know he is not real it is the drug ,but i reach for his hand and i am filled with such warmth ,is this love? is this what it feels like ?is this little kid really me, is he telling me it is ok? how could he still love me after i screwed up what he fought so hard for? he looks at me and says man your a mess ,i have to laugh here i am standing in a cornfield soaking wet freezing ,yeah i am a mess. as i am walking he says he is tired could i carry him ? he climbs onto my back and off we go ,i am crying now asking him to forgive me for not saving him ,for letting him hide inside with all the pain for so long ,i tell him he don't have to hide anymore ,that i will carry him and i can't exoect him to carry me anymore ,he says it feels good to be with me but we can't do it alone ,i need help i need to let him talk to someone who knows how to help us . as i walked i felt his weight becomming lighter and lighter as i got close to the house he is sleeping with his arms around my neck ,he hasn't slept in ten years ,i know that he feels safe now and so do i . somewhere in that snowy cornfield i found what was missing in me i accepted him and he accepted me like two old friends . as i lay him down on my bed and covered him he just vanished,but he is not gone i will never let him go ,it is time for him to rest ,it is time for me to grow up enough to ask for help . maybe i needed to stand on the edge to find out i really don't want to jump ,how many times is that little boy going to have to save me? he has done it twice now it is time for me to be the person he thinks i am .i am calling today ,i will find a therapist and i will be strong enough to do whatever it takes to talk to them ,no more drugs ,no more feeling sorry for myself ,no more saying adam your life has been so terrible ,why not just wallow in self pity or drug out till you die . i owe him so much more than that .this time i won't let him down i am going to throw the abuse mantel that i have been carrying down ,i won't use my past as an excuse to fail ever again ,i won't drive away people who try to help me ,i won't take the easy way out by saying gee after what happened to me i have a right to fail . sometimes i think it is good to be told either you will recover or you will just waste your time feeling sorry for yourself and not live life at all .i know this is just drug induced bullshit but it gave me what i needed a swift kick in the ass to get me moving ,if you hear me posting here about how terrible my life has been ,feeling sorry for myself please feel free to tell me hey just get over it ok? all i want to do now is use what happened to me as a way to educate others and maybe someday help somebody who is where i am now .we all have so much to offer maybe sometims we just don't see that . i know i can't change my world overnight but i am going to try to be alive again to be more than what happened to me ,my abuse is no excuse to feel sorry for myself and it took a little boy to show me that .adam