Worst Day

I can say that today has already started to be one of the worst days that I have had. Last night I was laying in bed relaxing and watching a little bit of tv and my older brother tells me to get dressed and to come outside, cuz I’m not going to be happy. Well he was right. All of a sudden my passenger rear tire went flat. It popped as my brother was walking by to come inside.

I just don’t know what to do anymore, if it isn’t one thing it is another and I’m getting tired of it.  But I guess god wouldn’t give me these pitty issues if he didn’t think I could handle them and at times I doubt myself at being able to handle them.

I Went Hanging

Well today was a shitty ass day. I ended up trying to hang myself and just be done with life. My brother comes in the garage where I am at with the noose around my neck and getting ready to step off the chair I was standing on. 

He wants to know what is wrong and accuses me of doing this for attention. Yea, suicide for attention? Makes sense don’t it. Well he made me call the crisis help line and I got no where with it and he even heard it. He then proceeded to make me call the hospital where I was last hospitalized to find out what to do. They told me to call an ambulance and go to my nearest hospital emergency room. I ended up doing as they said and got taken to the Hoopeston hospital.

Upon arriving to the hospital, I had to strip down to my boxers. My vitals were taken regularly and they advised that they have contacted crisis and that they should be there anytime but are coming from Champaign-Urbana area. Shift changed at 7 that night and crisis was actually called this time. Crisis didn’t show up until around 10 that night and then she fought her ass off to get me into a facility. She was trying every facility at her disposal when I told her specifically what facility I wanted to go to as I had been there before. I didn’t get to go to the facility until 7:30am when I got transferred to Champaign-Urbana to OSF Heart of Mary Medical Center. 

I spent three days there in the facility for treatment of Bipolar Disorder Type 1.  

 

*note this was written on the day and during my stay in the hospital.

I destroy homes…

I destroy homes, tear families apart, take your children, and that’s just the start. I’m more costly than diamonds, more costly than gold, the sorrow I bring is a sight to behold, and if you need me, remember I’m easily found. I live all around you, in schools and in town. I live with the rich, I live with the poor, I live down the street, and maybe next door. My power is awesome; try me you’ll see, but if you do, you may never break free. Just try me once and I might let you go, but try me twice, and I’ll own your soul. When I possess you, you’ll steal and you’ll lie. You do what you have to just to get high. The crimes you’ll commit, for my narcotic charms will be worth the pleasure you’ll feel in your arms. You’ll lie to your mother; you’ll steal from your dad When you see their tears, you should feel sad. But you’ll forget your morals and how you were raised, I’ll be your conscience, I’ll teach you my ways. I take kids from parents, and parents from kids, I turn people from God, and separate from friends. I’ll take everything from you, your looks and your pride, I’ll be with you always, right by your side. You’ll give up everything your family, your home, your friends, your money, then you’ll be alone. I’ll take and take, till you have nothing more to give. When I’m finished with you you’ll be lucky to live. If you try me be warned this is no game. If given the chance, I’ll drive you insane. I’ll ravish your body; I’ll control your mind. I’ll own you completely; your soul will be mine. The nightmares I’ll give you while lying in bed, the voices you’ll hear from inside your head, the sweats, the shakes, the visions you’ll see; I want you to know, these are all gifts from me, But then it’s too late, and you’ll know in your heart, that you are mine, and we shall not part. You’ll regret that you tried me, they always do, but you came to me, not I to you. You knew this would happen. Many times you were told, but you challenged my power, and chose to be bold. You could have said no, and just walked away, If you could live that day over, now what would you say? I’ll be your master; you will be my slave, I’ll even go with you, when you go to your grave. Now that you have met me, what will you do? Will you try me or not? Its all up to you. I can bring you more misery than words can tell. Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.

~ Unknown ~

I’m tired…

I’m tired of hate and belligerence and negativity being thrown around. We all have sadness to some extent in our lives without others needing to pile on it. I want to strive to be the best me I can be. The happiest me I can be. The most successful me I can be. The kindest I can be. But also the strongest me.

Suspension

Well, I can say that this week was week one of my suspension and then next week will be week two for my suspension out of my group counseling that I have. I don’t really understand the grounds for suspending me as my attendance record was supposed to be reset as it was after the first of the year and my other three absences were from 2017. According to the contract that I signed the set the rules for the group, was that you are allowed three (3) absences per year whether excused or unexcused. Also according to the contract that I signed stated that the attendance record gets reset every year. I can say that while on my suspension that I lot has happened so far. I have finally found my condo that I want in the Chicago area. I put an offer on it back in December and it was accepted and I am closing on it next week. Although I am closing on it next week, I will not be moving in for a little while, as I have also hired an interior designer to come in and spruce it all up. There are a couple of things that I want to be changed in the layout as I want an open concept floor plan and I have already gotten approval from my HOA for this process. The details that I want in it and the reconfiguration that I am having done I will not be able to move in it until sometime in March 2018 and at the latest April 2018.

I do have to say that with this suspension, that it has given me a lot more time to invest in myself and in my future. I believe that at this point in time this is the best option for me to start my life new and from a fresh beginning. I have been able to spend more time in Chicago exploring parts of the City that I have never gotten to experience in my life. There are so many different things in the Chicago area that I am have never seen nor done and can say that I am finally experiencing it all. I have gone to a couple of clubs this past week met a few people and made a couple friends.

I Was Hi-Jacked

All I know is that tonight was traumatic and full of drama from the moment I walked outside of group in Paxton. I ended up getting in my car and it is pitch black out as its 5:00pm at night and there are no lights in the parking lot. Once I got in my car and backed out of my parking spot I was in, someone came up tapping on my passenger side window and I thought it was someone in my group coming over before I left to see if they could bum a smoke or something, and when I went to roll down the window I hit the unlock button instead of the window button and he jumped in my car and told me to fucking drive. I got to the entrance/exit of the parking lot and there was a car blocking part of the driveway and I told him I couldn’t go anywhere because of the car being in my way and he told me to fucking go around. I did as I was told to do by him and then he asked me if I had a screwdriver in my car and I said nope even though in reality I probably did haha. As I was driving over the overpass by the car dealership so I could come into Paxton, he wanted to go to the dealership so that he could just steal a car from there, but then he changed his mind because the dealership was closed. Therefore he told me to go to Casey’s and wanted me to drive around the parking lot so that he could see if any of the vehicles had their keys in them so that he could steal one of them. I sure in the hell didn’t do that. I went straight to the front door of the Casey’s and went in and when I got out of my car, I made sure I had my keys and then made sure my car was all locked up. I went in and asked the cashier to please call 911 and I proceeded to tell her why when she asked me why, and an old lady came in the store all frantic as the guy that hi-jacked me had shoved her around and was in her car and took cash from her purse and was trying to steal her car but the idiot couldn’t because he couldn’t figure out how to start the car. There was a guy in the store that went out there and ended up tackling him to the ground once he got him out of the older lady’s vehicle. In the process of tackling him, he ended up bashing the suspects head into the concrete pole that is around the gas pumps. The guy had him pinned down until Paxton Police arrived, which was Sgt. Yates. Eventually Sgt. Yates paged for an ambulance to evaluate him and transport to the hospital for injuries sustained. While the EMTs were evaluating the suspect they dispatched another ambulance to the scene for the older lady as she has a heart condition just so that she can get checked out and nothing is wrong with her. Sgt. Yates ended up having me fill out a police report and it was Officer Stafford that brought me the report and directed me to fill it out to the best of my ability describing everything in detail as if they could see everything how it all turned out to be in my words. I got it all filled out and gave it to Officer Stafford and then I was released to leave and head home. This I can say was a scary sight from hell that I had to deal with.

http://www.news-gazette.com/news/local/2017-12-26/parolee-held-several-charges-attempted-carjackings-paxton.html

Humanity & Compassion

Anymore I just don’t understand people. I have been hearing some depressing news about a best friend that I have distanced myself from due to their drug use, but that is their business. I’ve been told my this friend is so messed up that I wouldn’t even recognize them if I saw them in public because all they are is skin covering bone. I wish there was something that I could do but there isn’t, and I know they won’t listen to me or anything because trust me, I have tried before on several occasions and it didn’t work and they wouldn’t listen. It just breaks my heart to hear these things that I am hearing.

Then I hear about another friend but more of an acquaintance than a friend, and they are hard up on the drugs as well. People have bets on their lives on who is going to overdose first and die from it.

I can’t wrap my head around it, how anyone can bet on someone’s life little lone on two lives and which one is gonna die first. What has this world come too. This is just way too much. Lives do matter, even if they have addictions. A lot of people think that by sending these addicts to prison they will get the rehab that they need. You know what, that don’t happen. The drugs are in the prisons just as much as they are on the streets. The prisons are corrupt with guards trafficking it in, so how is that helping. All it is doing is wasteing taxpayers dollars to imprison someone when our own justice system keeps feeding it them. Not everything is going to be perfect, I get that, I truly do. We need more help and education. Especially the education, because you know I didn’t know anything about meth or anything of the like. All I knew about meth was you could loose weight from it, and herion you used a needle for. That was all I knew about it. I wasn’t educated on the harsh reactions these hard drugs could do to your body. I can say that I have been clean for 7 months from meth and marijuana and have never done any other drug. The only help I got to get me clean, was jail. It was a wake up call for me, I do know that.

There’s needs to be more help out there for people with drug addictions, and more in-patient rehab facilities available. Especially in the rural communities like the one that I live in and have grown up in. People say the reason we don’t have the help or facilities in our rural communities is because of politics. I can’t just blame the politics on it. Yes, politics does have some to do with it but not all of it. There isn’t enough trained professionals in our areas to have these places. We don’t have the income median either.

We need to come together as a community, a state, and a country and help each other when we need it. Just because someone uses drugs, doesn’t mean you get the right to bet on their life of when their gonna die. How would you feel if someone done that to you or one of your children, grandkids, nieces or nephews, etc. You sure as hell woud be pissed off, because I know I would.

Team iPhone

Well I can say that I am officially back on #TeamiPhone after a short hiatus (5 months). I can say that I am so glad that I am glad that I am back with my iPhone. I have been so lost without having an iPhone. I was using an Android phone and I can say that it totally sucked ass and didn’t have any of the features that I came to love that Apple offers. I can say that I won’t ever go back to Android and will stick to iPhone and everything Apple.

13-29-47

13-29-47 is my old high school locker combination and old highschool computer password that I used when I needed to use the computer at school. I have been thinking of my high school career from when I was in high school before I dropped out here lately and I can say that I have been missing it. That is the one thing that I wish that I hadn’t done, is drop out of high school as by dropping out I didn’t accomplish anything with my life and still haven’t accomplished anything. But I can say that I am changing that, as I am going to get my GED even though I am 28 years old. I have been studying on my own but the only thing that I have been having issues with is the mathematics, but this post isn’t about me and the GED. It’s about me and my high school career. It’s something that I have been reflecting on here lately. Since dropping out of high school, I have lost all contacts with all of my friends that I had in school and I believe that if I had stayed in school and completed it and went on to college I wouldn’t be where I am now, stuck in a rut/whole that I am trying to get out of which has been hell but have been trying to do, even though it has been slow (extremely slow).

I am on my way to get myself out of my predictament and move on with my life and make something of myself even if I have to make sacrifices to get there that I don’t want to. It is something that I have finally realized that I need to do and have to do in order to move on with my life. I am determined to do this, no one can do this for me, it is something that I have to do for myself, since I didn’t do it when I was in high school, I have to do it now.

I had so many prospectives when I was in high school, and looked forward to graduating and moving on with my life and starting a life and I through it all away for nothing. People ask me if it is something that I regret, and the simple answer is yes. Yes I do regret it. I could’ve pushed through the obstacles and challenges that were put in front of me, but instead I took to easy way out and said fuck it, and just quit it all together. This is one of my biggest regrets of my life that I have to live with until I fix it, as it is something that I can fix and will fix. Determination is something that I have in order to get this fixed and get my life back on track and keep going forward and moving forward in a positive meaning and energy.