CONFESSIONS OF A JUNKIE…
It all started innocently enough, as these things always do.
I had these friends of mine who use to like to play the game. “Big players.”
I was never really interested myself and thought, ”What’s the
big deal?” Then as time went on I became curious as to why they were
always wanting to do it. So I tried it.
At first I really didn’t get off on it. I would only do it once in a
while, just because everyone else was doing it. But something happened and
I kind of lost control. I don’t even know when it happened. I started
dreaming about it. I’d wake up in a cold sweat. I’d get the shakes
when I couldn’t do it. It got so bad that I had to get my own equipment
and I started doing it secretly by myself. Even then I couldn’t get
enough. I’d be at work and my mind would wander and to my embarrassment
I’d catch myself jumping up and down with my arms flailing around, screaming
and yelling out numbers, all my co workers staring at me. Everywhere I went
I would notice blank walls and hang my fixations on them. I even started carrying
the paraphernalia with me like a talisman, just to feel them in my hand. I
went to shake a clients hand one day and accidentally stabbed his finger.
I had lost my job. My whole family began to avoid me. I was always asking
them if they had any spare change and when they began to tell me no I hit
an all time low. I took the spare key to my parent’s house and while
they were at work I’d let myself in and take money from wherever I could
find it. They finally got wise and started hiding their money. No problem
for me, that’s when I even stooped so low as to steal from my 11 year
old sister’s piggy bank. She finally caught on too.
They tell me I can’t be helped. I don’t believe them. I’m
only three good darts away from being helped, those jerks. Just because every
wall in my apartment has a dartboard on it doesn’t mean I have a problem.
Okay so some of them have two, big deal. Just because I won’t eat my
food unless it’s cut into little pie shapes. Just because I like to
play a little. Okay, I like to play a lot. So what? The only help for me is
the Tuesday Dart League that begins September 27th. God that is so far away.
I of course play on Thursday also and am trying to get them to run leagues
on Monday and Wednesday as well. They don’t know what the hell they
are doing.
Help is on the way Tuesday September 27th. Here’s the number to my suppliers
if you need it…708-421-8332…just call them up and tell them you
want to play the game.
anonymous