Since I was thinking about that 3am Dead show at the first Bonnaroo I went to, here's a little festival tale, about the farm in Tennessee. I spent all of Thursday (the day before the festival started) wandering around the huge site with a handle of Jack Daniel's, welcoming everyone to my high school graduation party. I must have gotten pretty drunk, cause I passed out in a camping chair and pissed my pants. My good friends thought it would be a great idea to stick lsd gel tabs to my face during my bourbon slumber. I woke up with little purple gelatin squares all over my face, feeling strange. Bonnaroo is a no holds barred drug circus, and I was using MDMA as a dietary supplement. I would be on 4 or 5 substances at once, tripping around in love with love. I met the southern kid with pints of raw ether. " the ether is in its own tent in case it explodes, bro" It made perfect sense. I soaked bounty paper towels in raw ether and hunter thompsoned around the...
Note: no names have been changed to protect the innocent. Supportive housing in NYC is when people with a history of mental illness and homelessness basically get a free shared apartment with a roommate. Sounds good right? Well, my roommate was Antonio, a 450 pound 26 year old kid who never left the apartment for anything, even ordering grub hub from the dunkin donuts that was visible from the front door of our building. He didn't even go to the bathroom to urinate, using jars in his room. When we moved in during the spring, I was mentally in a pretty good place, about a year sober. I was into self improvement and self care. It was hard to be paired up with this young man who had no drive to do anything but play fortnite and collect disability checks. I thought at first that I could be helpful to him, but he started talking to me like some employee who's job it was to go brave the outside world for his cheeseburgers. I am not the one. I blame no...
I clearly remember all of the 90's anti drug commercials that would air during x-men, teenage mutant ninja turtles, and power rangers, or pete and Pete and Pete. I never had any clue why someone would do drugs, I had no grasp on the concept of being "high" or what drugs did to the consciousness. Until 8th grade, when I got put on Adderall.i had gone from accelerated, gifted and talented, and honor roll to not giving one hot fuck about school around 6th grade. All the adults were baffled. It was the lare 1990's and any kid that fucked off in school was diagnosed with adhd. Some child psychiatrist told my parents that I had ADHD, and I should try 20mg of Adderall xr (amphetamine salts). Seeing kids head to the nurses office after lunch for their Ritalin or Adderall was a very normal part of the school day in the 90's and in the fall of 1999 I joined them. It went swimmingly... at first. Razor sharp focus, straight A's, happy teachers and happy paren...
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