Post 4, part 3 (2009): I brought vodka to school in water bottles pretty often towards the end of that year. I just didn’t care. I had all of this pent up emotion from the relationship with M, the burns, the bullying. I chose to seem like I was fine on the outside, that I was incredibly happy and kind, but inside I was treacherous. .
I crashed a car into a fence because I’d had too many Coronas & too many shots of tequila. The house I partied in that night were full of women with children that would ship their children off during the weekends & get their fill of cheating on their husbands & lovers, lots of alcohol, some drugs usually. Coke was pretty normal to see, weed was always around, pills were noticeable. All of this after such a terrible relationship just seemed to compound. My parents didn’t know what I was up to, they didn’t know that the friends I kept acted this way. They just didn’t know & by that point, I didn’t know how to share. .
I was a white girl, in a predominately Hispanic neighborhood, that longed for community and connection. And if drugs, sex, alcohol, fighting & emotional upheaval had to be in the picture...well, at that point that’s what the picture was. I needed alcohol & escape at 15 just as much as those women did at 30. .
* I wish I had pictures from this time, but my MySpace is long gone & I didn’t upload that junk to my Facebook & have been through at least 3 laptops since then.
The only rose gold ears I'll be getting any time soon! Thanks to my curly hair problems. Toured @disneysprings on the hunt for their millennial pink items for a good cause today. Check it out on @messybundiaries.
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I’ve been to a few countries now where you shouldn’t flush the toilet paper in the toilet since the pipes are narrower (I think?). But it proves to be a hard habit to change. And with a mommy brain like mine where the quote “I swear, if my memory was any worse, I could plan my own surprise party” it was a failure every time. #dontputpaperinthetoilet#ididtrythough