Originally Posted by ThePreserver
I'm a social tangent. I belong to no specific social group, but have one friend in groups here and there. I have a jock friend, a couple smart friends, a gamer friend, an artsy friend, etc.
Social Tangency: an unfortunate situation, and the utmost of the firstworld problems.
That's how I was until the last month or so of high school. I never really had a group of my own other than hanging out with a few other close friends who were basically in the same situation, and the main thing we had in common was just that we all were kind of separate from all of the drama, so things were just really chill when we hung out. It wasn't the most glamorous of lives, but we always had fun.
When I started doing drugs I found my social group. I was really happy and got so into it that I become really removed and some of my close friends stopped talking to me, and others that followed me became heavy drug users. My new friends and I were fairly sleezy people, we went around fucking with people who pissed us off and stealing stuff for no reason, and pawning everything we owned (and things that other people owned) for more money to get drugs. The people I hung out with were the kinds of people who always carry knives or guns, and put crack at the bottom of a bowl of weed as a joke. I got arrested twice, once for drunk driving and once for drug paraphernalia. Eventually when the fog sort of cleared and I realized what I was doing and cleaned up my act and got my arrests removed from my record, but I still didn't stop doing drugs. I ended up doing them so much because I just wanted to escape and undo a lot of the things that I had done that I started getting serious anxiety issues and probably legitimately damaged my body to an extent. It took me over half a year to escape daily panic attacks and I still think I'll have the slightest bit of anxiety for the rest of my life, and possibly health problems in the future.
Some of my old friends still don't really talk to me anymore. Others are getting into things so heavy that I'm afraid they're going to have the same kinds of problems I did, and I know that it's my fault for leading them there. Not every single thing that came out of this was bad, but... a lot of it was.
Sometimes it's not so bad to be a social tangent. People who are tend to be the most relaxed, in my experience, and there are plenty of others out there to meet.
Not advice, just perspective. I guess it kind of counts as a rant, too.
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