When I found Q, I was 21 jobless opiate addicted and spoiled mooching off my retired grandmother as she washed my clothes and kept me fed good.
COVID took her.
I was forced to start a life of my own at 22, I struggled for a year or so, lived with my bestfriend in his spare bedroom, then Into our old wrecker service shop…
Ive sobered up entirely, suboxone was the hardest to kick. I still get stoned but Thats God’s grass.
Im still ugly as sin though! And a big no on the ‘muscles’ part… I work too much.
I have now found a lovely lady where I work, she makes almost double what I do (shes a medical records director, Im just the maintenance man) and I have grown found to her 3 children…
The kiddos are 12, 6, and 3… the dad is in prison…
They have become like my own.
I spend my days serving the elderly in assisted living, and I truly have to admit I am very proud of my new life.
If you haven’t done it already, fight fight fight!
Life is beautiful, you just gotta get to see it for what it is!