Back to my old (drug dealing) ways?
Today was a bit of a mind-warp… Here I was, driving to meet someone I could now see, to drop off some drugs. On the passenger seat next to me was some marijuana… Only now it hit me: this used to be common: I would drive to meet someone or a group of people to drop off some drugs. They treated me well, shouted me cones & gave me money – I *loved* it. I felt important, like I fit in: this culture was a huge part of the reason I got so hooked. But today was different…very different. It wasn’t a …