Hey guys,
So, as some of you might be aware, I live in a homeless shelter. It's run like no other, and for the most part there is peace. A big deal is made about our drug of choice when we first enter, and usually it's true. It does give a general blueprint of a person's quirks. Despite the fact that I'm a former alcoholic and have been sober for two years, my drug of choice was always weed. I'm by no means a stoner and never smoked on a daily basis, but I am a pretty laid back person. I've always had anxiety issues, so being laid back is comforting to me. I don't like people who are all over the place and stressed out.
Most of the guys here have a history with meth, which I have never used. No one here is a current user, and most are generally laid back in their sobriety. There is one guy here who was a long term meth user and has permanent personality quirks from it, but is a good guy. He's just had a rough time and is trying to rebuild his life-- we all are. But today he's really been testing my nerves, and I'm not sure if I'm thinking straight. I could use some input from level headed people. He has spurts of just twitching and running all over the place, which would stress me out, but I ignore it because I know it's just something he did for years while using. Today it's been combined with a new attitude that I don't quite appreciate.
This morning I had four teeth pulled as a part of some upcoming dental surgery, and was prescribed Oxycodone for the pain. I have never abused pills or even been prescribed them before apart from Penacilin, and will only take the prescribed amount because I have no interest in them for any other reason. Today is the first time I have taken them, and to be honest, I've been a little out of it. Not high, just mellow and I have had spurts mild energy. I've enjoyed it actually, and the guys have been kind of coaching me through what I'm feeling. Most have used them before for legitimate reasons, but none have ever been pillheads. I know this because I've gotten to know them all, and I wouldn't even talk about how it affects me if they had a history.
Anyway, this guy knew I had an appointment today and I was already back when he came in. He was all over the place more than normal. I was seriously high because of the combination of Oxys and the gas they put me under with at the dentist's. I couldn't function at that point. It was at that point that he busted in and was all over the place, running everywhere. His chore is maintaining the kitchen, and jumped down my throat about a dirty bowl that was left in the sink. I was like "Dude, you know I'm house-trained. You know I don't do that." It was pretty infuriating that he would try to pin that on me when we both knew it was the new kid. But I just guessed he was in an off mood and wasn't about to start anything. He has never been that stressful to me before. I was obviously out of it, I was resting like I was told to do, he was stressing me out and I just wanted him to shut up.
The rest of the day, he was all over the place and acting like an ******* to me. Then tonight a guy when just came back after being away for a few days came in and we were out on the porch talking about Oxys. He had abused them a little years ago but wasn't going to try anything, and the guy I was just talking about was also out there. It wasn't me rubbing the fact that I had pills in anyone's face, he was just telling me about his experiences and I was talking about how it was affecting me. Then the original guy butt in saying "How do you know one of us isn't a pillhead? You know my history with meth-- you bragging about having pills is just like bragging to me about having meth." This pissed me off. Everyone knew that I wasn't bragging, and I wasn't trying to rub it in anyone's face. These are the kind of guys that would say something if talking about my pills affecting me was making them tweak, and although some of them have used Oxys, pills were never anyone's choice currently in the house. All I was doing was talking about was what was going on with me, the same as everyone else. And honeysuckle, the new kid never stops talking about meth. I wasn't talking about it all day, people were asking me about my day and offering advice off and on, but that's it.
What's the deal with this guy? He talked to me like I was lesser than him all day, which pissed me off. He has never talked to me that way before, and we have always spoken to one another as equals. One way to make me mad quicker than anything is to talk down to me, and I don't appreciate it. If it was anywhere else, I would tell him to go fresia himself before he could finish his sentence, but one conflict can turn into chaos quickly here. I held my tongue after every jab he took at me, but I'm not going to take much more of his tweaker attitude. I've just avoided saying anything, but the next time I'm spoken down to, I'm going to say what's on my mind.
So what do you guys think his problem is? Is he jealous that I'm on a legally prescribed narcotic that the director fully knows about, or is he just pissed about something unrelated and focusing his frustrations on me? I know he's trying to stay clean, but I'm sorry, taking a pain reliever is not the same as dangling meth in front of him. fresia that comparison. I want to keep the peace, but he's been a dick to me. How can I move forward wisely? It's not in my nature to take honeysuckle from anybody.
So, as some of you might be aware, I live in a homeless shelter. It's run like no other, and for the most part there is peace. A big deal is made about our drug of choice when we first enter, and usually it's true. It does give a general blueprint of a person's quirks. Despite the fact that I'm a former alcoholic and have been sober for two years, my drug of choice was always weed. I'm by no means a stoner and never smoked on a daily basis, but I am a pretty laid back person. I've always had anxiety issues, so being laid back is comforting to me. I don't like people who are all over the place and stressed out.
Most of the guys here have a history with meth, which I have never used. No one here is a current user, and most are generally laid back in their sobriety. There is one guy here who was a long term meth user and has permanent personality quirks from it, but is a good guy. He's just had a rough time and is trying to rebuild his life-- we all are. But today he's really been testing my nerves, and I'm not sure if I'm thinking straight. I could use some input from level headed people. He has spurts of just twitching and running all over the place, which would stress me out, but I ignore it because I know it's just something he did for years while using. Today it's been combined with a new attitude that I don't quite appreciate.
This morning I had four teeth pulled as a part of some upcoming dental surgery, and was prescribed Oxycodone for the pain. I have never abused pills or even been prescribed them before apart from Penacilin, and will only take the prescribed amount because I have no interest in them for any other reason. Today is the first time I have taken them, and to be honest, I've been a little out of it. Not high, just mellow and I have had spurts mild energy. I've enjoyed it actually, and the guys have been kind of coaching me through what I'm feeling. Most have used them before for legitimate reasons, but none have ever been pillheads. I know this because I've gotten to know them all, and I wouldn't even talk about how it affects me if they had a history.
Anyway, this guy knew I had an appointment today and I was already back when he came in. He was all over the place more than normal. I was seriously high because of the combination of Oxys and the gas they put me under with at the dentist's. I couldn't function at that point. It was at that point that he busted in and was all over the place, running everywhere. His chore is maintaining the kitchen, and jumped down my throat about a dirty bowl that was left in the sink. I was like "Dude, you know I'm house-trained. You know I don't do that." It was pretty infuriating that he would try to pin that on me when we both knew it was the new kid. But I just guessed he was in an off mood and wasn't about to start anything. He has never been that stressful to me before. I was obviously out of it, I was resting like I was told to do, he was stressing me out and I just wanted him to shut up.
The rest of the day, he was all over the place and acting like an ******* to me. Then tonight a guy when just came back after being away for a few days came in and we were out on the porch talking about Oxys. He had abused them a little years ago but wasn't going to try anything, and the guy I was just talking about was also out there. It wasn't me rubbing the fact that I had pills in anyone's face, he was just telling me about his experiences and I was talking about how it was affecting me. Then the original guy butt in saying "How do you know one of us isn't a pillhead? You know my history with meth-- you bragging about having pills is just like bragging to me about having meth." This pissed me off. Everyone knew that I wasn't bragging, and I wasn't trying to rub it in anyone's face. These are the kind of guys that would say something if talking about my pills affecting me was making them tweak, and although some of them have used Oxys, pills were never anyone's choice currently in the house. All I was doing was talking about was what was going on with me, the same as everyone else. And honeysuckle, the new kid never stops talking about meth. I wasn't talking about it all day, people were asking me about my day and offering advice off and on, but that's it.
What's the deal with this guy? He talked to me like I was lesser than him all day, which pissed me off. He has never talked to me that way before, and we have always spoken to one another as equals. One way to make me mad quicker than anything is to talk down to me, and I don't appreciate it. If it was anywhere else, I would tell him to go fresia himself before he could finish his sentence, but one conflict can turn into chaos quickly here. I held my tongue after every jab he took at me, but I'm not going to take much more of his tweaker attitude. I've just avoided saying anything, but the next time I'm spoken down to, I'm going to say what's on my mind.
So what do you guys think his problem is? Is he jealous that I'm on a legally prescribed narcotic that the director fully knows about, or is he just pissed about something unrelated and focusing his frustrations on me? I know he's trying to stay clean, but I'm sorry, taking a pain reliever is not the same as dangling meth in front of him. fresia that comparison. I want to keep the peace, but he's been a dick to me. How can I move forward wisely? It's not in my nature to take honeysuckle from anybody.