When I was about 11, year 2000 (now 17) I moved to a bad place, met two of the wrong people and they started me on marijuana. The three of us became best friends. One of them started earlier and had a big time supplier and we stayed high all the time. We stuffed and smoked abot 5 blunts (swisher sweets) every day. We never ran out and none of us had to pay. We are no longer friends.
So I was a heavy smoker for about 4 years (until 2004) when I quit. I was 15. I was already enduring so much pain beacacuse I moved to the US from Ethiopia with my dad and I was ripped from my mother, siblings and friends at 9.
I started getting better since I quit but I feel like I lost my soul. I feel so empty, I forgot everything about my past time. The loss of my memories is what hurts me most. I feel lifeless souless. Sometimes I wonder if I am really alive. But it seems like I do a good job at covering up my true state of mind.
I just want my life back, my memories, my sanity.
2006-11-21
19:16:03
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