I'm blogging today so you can tell that I didn't go to Dublin
I wanted to go I really did, it's my own fault for taking those pesky diet pills, they left me feeling so sick that I just couldn't travel
I've taken them 3 days in a row including today, I must be a glutton for punishment because they make me feel so sick but they give me a break from the binging and purging and it's so nice to be off that merry-go-round
I hope to go the next time they meet up in a month
Someone commented on my blog yesterday that I write a lot about the past. It's true I do write about the past quite often. I guess it's because I'm trying to make sense of it. Writing about it helps to get it out of my head where it's taking up space.
I write quite a bit about my drug using days as a lot of the time it feels like that all happened to somebody else in another lifetime.
Writing about it is cathartic for me
They also said I should not let the past weigh me down
I do try not to let the past define me but it has definitely shaped the person I am today
Writing about that family yesterday brought up a lot of memories for me
For a lot of the time I was using I lived with my boyfriend and on and off over the years we lived with my boyfriends uncle
His uncle was paralysed from the waist down from a car crash he had been in years before and myself and my boyfriend would stay with him and help him out
He was a horrible man and I never liked him
He was in his forties and was seeing a girl who was only a teenager
I'm pretty sure she was using him for his money, not that he had much but he used to give her some
His uncle used to let us borrow his car and we were stopped by the police one night and my boyfriend was done for possession
He was sent to jail in the days after
Before he went he told me to bring drugs to him when I visited
So me and his uncle went to visit him one day
I had a condom full of heroin in my mouth ready to pass to my boyfriend in a kiss
We drove to the prison and I put his uncles wheelchair together and helped him into it
We waited in the waiting room until it was time to go to the visitors area
This was my first time in a prison and was very nervous seeing as I had a mouthful of drugs
A guard brought us and the other visitors up to the visitors room
I was pushing the wheelchair and we were going down a slope, I lost concentration for a moment and let go of the handles of the wheel chair, his uncle slid out of the wheelchair and on to the ground
Everyone turned around to look at us
Talk about drawing attention to myself
The drugs nearly fell out of my mouth as I said fuuuuuuuck
We had to wait for another guard to come as he lay in a heap on the ground
He wasn't hurt but I was mortified
I had been trying to act all cool and calm but my nerves got the better of me
They eventually got him back in to the chair and we went about our business
I successfully passed the drugs to my boyfriend but I just wanted to get the hell out of there
We were able to laugh about it afterwards but I don't think his uncle ever forgave me
I went for a walk with my mother and my dogs this morning
She commented that she thought I had lost weight in the last couple of weeks and that my clothes were hanging off me
I thought they felt looser too but figured I was imagining it
I was secretly delighted
Maybe I will weigh this weekend and share the number with you
I haven't posted my weight in a long time
I wanted to wait until I was safely back in double digits
Here's hoping
She was also talking about yesterday when my sister and nephew were down in our house
She said she caught an expression on my face at one point when I was looking at my nephew and she didn't know if it was jealousy or resentment
I was surprised by this, yes I admit I have a resentment against my sister but I try to separate my issues with her from my nephew
I'm obviously not doing a very good job of it
My mother said I was acting like they'd outstayed their welcome
But I had been playing table tennis with him for ages and I might have been a bit quiet because I felt sick not because I wanted them to leave
Yes I do find it hard to be around my sister but I'm trying not to let that affect my relationship with my nephew
My sister doesn't allow me to babysit him because I am 'sick' and that hurts me more than I let on
I act like I don't like my sister because I see in her all the things I don't like about myself
It's like looking in a mirror
I realise I need to get over this resentment incase it affects my relationship with my nephew
It pains me to admit it but maybe I am jealous of him
After all I was the baby of the family until he came along
I need to build a bridge and get over it
For everyone's sake
Thanks for reading this and as always lots of love xxx
Oh Persephone Paix, I can't get into your blog can you post a link?
Good morning. I don't mind you talking about your past. I can relate trying to make sense of everything. Like why you did the things you did, what did you learn from it. I think most people should do that more often so that they can learn from their mistakes but most wont. They will act like whatever incident never happened which makes things worse down the road.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry you did not feel well enough to go to Dublin. Maybe you should try just taking one pill instead of 3 but I know this would be a challenge for you, and that's okay.
Wow they caught the look on your face! I am so sorry to hear that but I'm sorry that comment is not something you can easily get over. If that is the case then your sister needs to get over the fact that you WERE very sick. You are getting better now and she start giving you more chances and times to spend with her little boy. This could also help you along and recovery in some kind of way and she doesn't even know it. She may want to think about that.
I am off to work and praying for a good day today. I will talk to you later.
Thanks Winter,
ReplyDeleteI'm delighted for you and your pics today,
Much love xxx
hey sweetheart,
ReplyDeletethat drug incident, that just shows what mental illness can do, those situations, they're tragic, not pathetic, not stupid, but sad and tragic.
and i completely understand about feeling overjoyed when someone mentions about weightloss, i also understand about wanting to be double digits again. i doubt ill ever get there at this rate. i also really must stop with the velafaxine, i might swtich to ephedrine, saw them on amazon, look better than appesat, tried those before?
i really love you miss ruby.
also ignore my last comment, i added the followers button to my blog layout so it would be easier, don't feel obliged, but it is always somehow comforting knowing you are there xxx
I love you too my dear,
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you found a new home where you feel safe, I will definitely follow you,
I have tried ephedrine, they made me very sick so please be careful,
Love the name too,
Big virtual hug x
Ruby,
ReplyDeleteYou keep on writing about the past, present or even what you think might happen in the future. I love reading about it all!
You have been through hell and back and I feel privileged that you would share that with me and others.
Lots of Love x
Thank you Kate for your kind comment,
ReplyDeleteAll these incidents are in my head and it feels good to put them down on a page, knowing people don't judge me is a gift,
Lots of love to you too x
I totally hear what you are saying. I think so often people think that moving on with life is all about the present, but i really do believe that it is more about dealing with your past that defines you present. you are doing well. don't be too hard on yourself. Xo
ReplyDeleteThank you sweetie x
ReplyDeleteThe past is part, but not total. We are more than the sum of our histories, and I feel honoured that you share so much with us.
ReplyDeleteThat drug thing, bloody hell. Shit happens, right?
Do you weigh in kg or pounds? I don't think I'll ever get into the double-digits in teh imperial system, my skeleton probably weighs a good 15kg by itself. Maybe if I amputate something? (kidding. I like having all my limbs)
Take care, lovely <3