I was talking to a friend
of mines at work about EVERYTHING………
Then our conversation
drifted into something else >>drinks<<
[let me just say I was very excited to be able to engage in a
conversation like this because for once I had a story to tell. She was the
listener and I was the narrator.]
I went to a gathering at friend
house and normally I don’t even drink at all, but this time was different……..
I was challenged because
there was the “peer pressure”
Not a bad kind of peer
pressure, but the peer pressure when everybody around you doubts you kind of
thing and you feel like you’re put on a petal stool.
I took a shot…..Sex on the
beach to be exact
Then I had 151 rum coke
mixed with Cocoa Cola
Now because I was being “babied”
and treated like I couldn’t handle the alcohol
I drunk my cup and then sip
on another cup that had more alcohol than Cola
I was buzzed half way
through my first cup, but I got another drink
Then took another shot…
I was turnt then……
I remember feeling like my
alter ego Rocky [the other side of me]
Raquel was GONE!!!!!!!
I actually like the feeling
I felt GOOD for the first time in my life.
Nothing else really
mattered
I found myself laughing at
things that wasn’t even funny
And playing the card game
and was drunk as ever
Remind you I didn’t eat
before I got drunk because I didn’t plan on drinking
I ran to the bathroom, but
more like stumbled because I couldn’t find the strength to get up and walk.
Of course we all know what
happened next…
HE came in to check on me
to make sure I was doing okay and helped me get up.
BUT I remember being right
back in the bathroom again this time sleep with my head in the toilet.
No one knew I was even in
there hell I didn’t even know
I just knew I was feeling GREAT.
I just knew I was feeling GREAT.
I remember taking my
bandana off and HE was pretending like he was Tupac, but I don’t remember
stumbling to the bathroom.
[let’s be real here we all know I wasn't walking like it was all good]
For the first time
in my life I felt alive, great, free, and better yet I felt officially 21!
2 WEEKS LATER…….
I made plans with a select
few at work to hang out and drink just having fun.
I loved the way I felt 2
weeks ago so I was thinking shit let’s do it again and that I did.
I was having a real bad day
at work so I knew that this gathering was going to be legit.
I honestly didn’t plan on
going or being drunk again because I wasn’t in the mood and I already was
having a BAD DAY.
There was this urge inside
of me that wanted to drink and erase what kind of day I had.
I found myself being that
person who needed to drink to erase the bad memories for the moment.
This time I ate a sub from
7 Eleven to prepare myself just in case I sipped on something.
When I got there I was
ready to go, but everybody knew I wasn’t trying to drink like that because I had
to drive.
I sipped on a few glasses
of wine
[Mascato if I’m not mistaken]
There it was the buzz I was
yearning to feel again.
I was light headed and I felt
great.
I didn't feel like I felt 2 weeks
before, but I felt the buzz and that was all I needed to erase the problems.
I had a great time and I found
myself walking through the door at four o'clock the next morning.
I dranked that night to
forget and I damn sure did just that.
For the second time in my life I felt alive, great, free, and
better yet I felt officially 21!
NO ONE SAID I HAD TO
TRY EVERYTHING……
There I was being peer
pressured again, but this time I wasn’t going out like no sucka no matter what
the outcome was…..
I hang around smokers a
lot, but I never puffed whenever somebody mistakenly passed it off to me until……
I was peer pressured and
like I said before it wasn’t a bad peer pressure, but when somebody around you
telling you continuously you’re not going to do it
Hell why not, you only live
once right?
I had a hard time trying to inhale through the pipe.
It was extremely HARD!!!!!
I had someone try to suck
in the smoke to the top of the pipe and I took it all in like a G.
I inhaled it and then I was
coughing….
I coughed at least 15 times
until someone said I was going to be high as a bitch.
The thing is I knew I was
going to be high, but I didn’t want to be high.
I knew I was high when my
head started spinning and everything was a blur.
I saw everybody twice and I
felt light headed in a good way, but I didn’t like the way I felt.
I was talking stupid shit,
and I would think to myself “Why did I just
say that?”
I tried to tell myself, “Rocky just stop talking!”
But I couldn’t stop talking
stupid shit.
I didn’t even know I was
going to a cook out/birthday party with a bunch of military folks.
I was super embarrassed
because I knew I looked high.
My eyes was low as a bitch.
I was even inside the house
with shades on still.
INSIDE THE HOUSE!!!!!!!!!
When they offered us food I ate EVERYTHING!!!!!!
When they offered us food I ate EVERYTHING!!!!!!
But it was so good and I remember
eating, but not being full so I kept eating.
Everything was super bright
to me and I felt like a vampire like I could hear people everywhere even
outside.
I just wanted to escape and
get away.
I prayed to GOD so hard
And asked to remove my high
and I promise I would never be high again
I remember thinking to myself first impressions
are everything so those people that met me the first time are going to remember
me as “Oh, that’s the light skin girl
that came to the party that was high.”
I never prayed so hard in
my life.
I just wanted this to be
over immediately.
I felt the same way I felt
when I was drunk, but the difference was I didn’t feel alive or great.
I felt trapped, awkward,
and different.
That was just a feeling I didn’t
enjoy.
I don’t like being or
looking high.
Being free and alive is
something I yearned for since I was 18.
I never felt like I was
having fun or living the life I wanted to live.
No one wants to be boring
all the time.
Ever since I walked away
from last relationship I began to live a little and I don’t want to turn back.
[Thanks to that special someone who has helped me live a little and try new things]
I began to let this out and I feel great.
I began to let this out and I feel great.
I want to be and feel 21
while I’m young.
I don’t want to go back to
the sucky person I was
I want to be me!!!!
I want to officially be ME!!!!!!



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