Don't fuck up your lives, assholes.

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You see, (I hate starting off with those words because obviously you don’t see. If you did then I wouldn’t be here banging on this infernal contraption in the completely pissed off frame of mind that I’m in.) there is a young lady that I work with over at…well, where I work…and over the past six months or so has sort of dubbed me her ‘confidant’ or whatever term could be coined to describe such a person to which you go to to reveal certain private information. And no, ‘shrink’ is not acceptable. She has come to me about the problems she has back in home, and how she misses her beloved daughter so dearly much and wants to return home to her by the end of the summer. She cries because she’s really not accepted, or wanted even, by her immediate family to whom she’s trying to return to, and I know she has nobody that even gives a shit about anything that she’s doing. She even referred to me as the only family that she feels like she has, needless to say how that affected me…

Today she sold to a minor at work and got busted by TABC. (Texas Alcoholic Beverage Commission) In Texas, when someone is caught selling to an individual under the legal age required to consume alcohol, that individual is immediately arrested and fined $500.00 per offense. Well when she was searched the rangers discovered almost an ounce of cocaine and a syringe.

So tonight to take away the feeling that once again I’ve failed to help someone that certainly needed it, I’m going to First Friday and getting completely and utterly drunk. I'll try to figure out why she never felt like she could talk to me about the biggest problem in her life, especially when I'm supposed to be the 'reasonable' one. Maybe I’ll cry. Maybe I’ll get laid. I’d like to rule out a drunken brawl, but stranger things have happened. Regardless, by tomorrow I’ll just have to get up and start anew.

If you have a problem, people, fucking TELL somebody. There’s nothing shameful or embarrassing about having a weakness for drugs. And although I have no children, I just can’t imagine seeing my five year old daughter through a piece of acrylic glass that’s an inch thick. Scratch that. I couldn’t imagine my daughter seeing me that way…

See you guys later tonight. And post in my thread, goddamnit.
 
HUGS.


You can only help those who want help. Maybe she needed more time to tell you that secret, maybe she never would have.

Don't be so hard on yourself - you sound like a really nice person. And be careful tonight, ok?


:kiss:
 
JaymesBlond007 said:
...to take away the feeling that once again I’ve failed to help someone that certainly needed it, I’m going to First Friday and getting completely and utterly drunk...
Ironically, this is where I reply, "Don't fuck up your life."
 
You did not fail her.
Failing is not trying.
You tried to help her.


She chose the path of her life.
Sadly the path was the wrong one.
Maybe with this happening to her
she can get the help she needs
before things get any worse.

Take care.
 
You can't fail someone if they don't let you help them.

Try not to feel too shitty about it, hon. There was really nothing you could have done.
 
lilminx said:
You can't fail someone if they don't let you help them.

Try not to feel too shitty about it, hon. There was really nothing you could have done.

I agree with the above. Not your fault.

By the way...I didn't know you were a Texan. Before you go get drunk, check out the San Antonio LitTogether thread.
 
JaymesBlond007 said:
If you have a problem, people, fucking TELL somebody. There’s nothing shameful or embarrassing about having a weakness for drugs.

There's a good chance she doesn't think she has a problem. Don't fault yourself...you can't solve all the ills of the world, especially if you don't know about them!!!
 
You can only go on what you're given. You are far too hard on yourself. She had a problem. Maybe this is what she needed to turn that bend. And I am sure that if she needs you, you'll be there.

Friends are confidantes, they are sounding boards, they are advice columnists, they are brothers/sisters/mothers/fathers...

However, they are not, nor should they be...responsibility bearers.

Please let up on yourself. You did nothing wrong.
 
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