So I's got invited to a bachelor party, and old high school mate of mine.
Finally, we embarked on a million mile trip to Miami.
Boy was I in for a surprise. Little did I know, I rode with potheads and crackheads.
This was going to be the toughest challenge of my life. Right?
WRONG. At this point, having almost a year under my belt of soberness from all things bad. Especially MJ, I could and tried to fight the good fight. But it was my best friends, last hoorah before he tied the knot and ended his single life. WTF am I to do....
Everywhere I turned, cocaine, marijuana. Hell, even in the club bathrooms the police were doing cocaine. What is going on... I felt like the only sober person there the entire time....
So you wanna know how I was able to stay drug free? This is what I did.
I made it clear to everyone in the group I was a prior addict and did not need any and I asked them to not give me any at ALL. No questions asked. I was that serious. Like I had a point to prove. And that was it. I had a point to prove that I could resist any temptations.
Luckily I could reference what I learned in the quit weed guide. But at this point, having served my time, I made an effort to join in on other small fun stuff. A la, women chasing and a few drinks here and there.
Turns out, I stayed clean. The entire time.