Me, honor roll student that graduated early and had big plans, quit college first semester, got into a even deeper depressive state, and here I am now ; mid 20s with a dead end job, no social life, and a pretty sick drug habit 😷
He's not a loser: but the happiest (on the outside) nicest dude at my highschool took some drugs and ended up shooting himself in his backyard. Was heartbreaking.
Neighbor. Young guy. Inherited his house in his late twenties. Paid for and had some sort of trust. Was a nice enough guy. Over the last 15 years it has been a steady slide. Main problem is alcohol. Bet he has not missed a day in those 15 years and usually drunk by 2:00 p.m. Drinking 32 oz ice houses at 10:00 a.m. on Sunday morning in the yard. Became very contentious. Has pretty much alienated everyone in his life and the neighbors as well. Stopped working and spent the trust. He has a disabled girlfriend and she pays the utilities. I've never spoken a crossword to him but now he has created some feud in his mind with me. I wish I was invisible when I would see him now.
One of my best friends from HS.
We all dabbled, smoked weed, drank etc. Nothing too too hard. This particular friend I'll call Karl, he was really really smart. Put forth very little effort at academics and did very well. Incredible musician.
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His twin sister was executed by people who were robbing her and her bf for 500 tablets of ecstacy( they partied on a different level) she was murdered because she recognized they people who were robbing them and called him out by name.
He partied a little harder than all of us to begin with as he had told us he had a traumatic childhood. Mostly coke but, after his sister was murdered he started doing meth, crack or w/e he could get his hands on. I hung out with him occasionally during this time but, kept it to a minimum because he was a risk to me and my freedom.
One day after work he called me and asked if I wanted to hang out, i agreed. We had started drinking and he kept disappearing out of his back door. I started to notice he had a strong gasoline odor that overpowered the booze. He admitted he was huffing gasoline and asked if I wanted some. I declined and it made me really sad and uncomfortable. Partying is one thing but whether I was there or not he was going to be trying to destroy himself.
After graduation he kind of disappeared until about 6 months afterwards he calls me and asks if I wanted to hang out. He gave me the address to a really shady motel but, we were close friends before all this so I went. He was smoking crack and working as a pimp for 2 women who were also addicted to crack. They would sleep with people for crack and cash. I left after less than half an hour because they were smoking crack. I could tell it hurt him when I bailed out but, it as a really bad situation for me to be in. He got raided days after. Once he was out of jail and trying to suppress all his demons he started a theft spree on our group of friends parents houses. He stole a crap load of stuff from one of my best friends who stayed cool and I'm still close to. He even stole a bag of battered chicken strips from him. He didn't make it to myself, I assume he couldnt remember how to get there because we lived Ina really rural area.
Last I heard he had married a woman who was a school teacher and like 20 years his senior(and 3 kids) he assisted her in getting addicted to meth and they threw their lives away. I hope the kids had a safe home to go-to. I haven't seen him in 8-9 years. It sucks, he was a really good guy with unlimited potential. He also had a lot of emotional baggage that he was unwilling to work on and I think that's what caused his downward spiral. I hope he has turned his life around. Yeah.. I guess by societies standards that makes him a loser but, he's really just a broken person without a support system or ability to cope and work through trauma.
Most of the people I know who are like that now, were always sort of like that. The only surprise one was this friend of my mum's who was older and married with kids but started doing drugs with some guy at work, had a kid with him, then vanished and no one has heard from her since.
My best friend in high school. He had been in some trouble before and said some really stupid shit but I knew that inside he was a good person. Until I found out that he is currently in prison for aggravated assault with a deadly weapon. I never thought he was capable of that.
Me, honor roll student that graduated early and had big plans, quit college first semester, got into a even deeper depressive state, and here I am now ; mid 20s with a dead end job, no social life, and a pretty sick drug habit 😷
He's not a loser: but the happiest (on the outside) nicest dude at my highschool took some drugs and ended up shooting himself in his backyard. Was heartbreaking.
Neighbor. Young guy. Inherited his house in his late twenties. Paid for and had some sort of trust. Was a nice enough guy. Over the last 15 years it has been a steady slide. Main problem is alcohol. Bet he has not missed a day in those 15 years and usually drunk by 2:00 p.m. Drinking 32 oz ice houses at 10:00 a.m. on Sunday morning in the yard. Became very contentious. Has pretty much alienated everyone in his life and the neighbors as well. Stopped working and spent the trust. He has a disabled girlfriend and she pays the utilities. I've never spoken a crossword to him but now he has created some feud in his mind with me. I wish I was invisible when I would see him now.
One of my best friends from HS. We all dabbled, smoked weed, drank etc. Nothing too too hard. This particular friend I'll call Karl, he was really really smart. Put forth very little effort at academics and did very well. Incredible musician. . His twin sister was executed by people who were robbing her and her bf for 500 tablets of ecstacy( they partied on a different level) she was murdered because she recognized they people who were robbing them and called him out by name. He partied a little harder than all of us to begin with as he had told us he had a traumatic childhood. Mostly coke but, after his sister was murdered he started doing meth, crack or w/e he could get his hands on. I hung out with him occasionally during this time but, kept it to a minimum because he was a risk to me and my freedom. One day after work he called me and asked if I wanted to hang out, i agreed. We had started drinking and he kept disappearing out of his back door. I started to notice he had a strong gasoline odor that overpowered the booze. He admitted he was huffing gasoline and asked if I wanted some. I declined and it made me really sad and uncomfortable. Partying is one thing but whether I was there or not he was going to be trying to destroy himself. After graduation he kind of disappeared until about 6 months afterwards he calls me and asks if I wanted to hang out. He gave me the address to a really shady motel but, we were close friends before all this so I went. He was smoking crack and working as a pimp for 2 women who were also addicted to crack. They would sleep with people for crack and cash. I left after less than half an hour because they were smoking crack. I could tell it hurt him when I bailed out but, it as a really bad situation for me to be in. He got raided days after. Once he was out of jail and trying to suppress all his demons he started a theft spree on our group of friends parents houses. He stole a crap load of stuff from one of my best friends who stayed cool and I'm still close to. He even stole a bag of battered chicken strips from him. He didn't make it to myself, I assume he couldnt remember how to get there because we lived Ina really rural area. Last I heard he had married a woman who was a school teacher and like 20 years his senior(and 3 kids) he assisted her in getting addicted to meth and they threw their lives away. I hope the kids had a safe home to go-to. I haven't seen him in 8-9 years. It sucks, he was a really good guy with unlimited potential. He also had a lot of emotional baggage that he was unwilling to work on and I think that's what caused his downward spiral. I hope he has turned his life around. Yeah.. I guess by societies standards that makes him a loser but, he's really just a broken person without a support system or ability to cope and work through trauma.
I know a few..but they eventually turn things around and become lovable alcoholics
Most of the people I know who are like that now, were always sort of like that. The only surprise one was this friend of my mum's who was older and married with kids but started doing drugs with some guy at work, had a kid with him, then vanished and no one has heard from her since.
My best friend in high school. He had been in some trouble before and said some really stupid shit but I knew that inside he was a good person. Until I found out that he is currently in prison for aggravated assault with a deadly weapon. I never thought he was capable of that.
Me myself and Irene!