I did it…

I followed my Sponsor’s suggestions. I completed day one on my thirty-day leg and bootie app, wrote a gratitude list, and prayed. Now I hafta call her tomorrow so she was revv me up again…

Called My Sponsor

I called my sponsor yo. That’s a huge step for me. I never talk on the phone, especially not somebody I just met. I told her I been pity potting. She gave me a good pep talk about gratitude, hope, unconditional live, fellowship, patience, etc. I’m excited about having a sponsor and working the steps. And I love my home group.

The Big Day

Today’s the big day ya’ll. I’m giving up on life. I’m cereal this time. I’m tired of being tired of being tired of being tired. I still can’t take dumps. Not even $600 medication is stimulating my bowels. I feel so melancholy. I just want to crawl out of my skin. I’m broke and out of shape. I’m sick of the same old shit. I want to punch someone in the face. I keep breaking out in painful zits along my jawline. I can’t do anything I want to do at this rehab. My peer support training seems like it’s taking forever. I got no clothes. No coat. My shoes are worn out. I gotta get surgery on my tooth, but I don’t have money for he stupid xray. I gotta get my wisdom teeth pulled. And a whole bunch of other shit I can’t say. And last but not least…

T-Mobile Data Breach

I just recieved a notice that T-Mobile got hacked and the hackers now have my ID, birthday and SS number. They are oh so kindly compensating the breach by giving me two years of McCaffy Theft Protection.

$125 Train Ride

I just got a notice saying I didn’t pay my summons for going through the gate. If I don’t pay by the 21st they’re adding another $25 and then they’re coming for me. This is bullshit. I’m not paying it. I’m a request a fair hearing. Fuck that cop. He’s too busy filling quotas to go to court.