I see these people drinking just a natural ice for example and are content. I don't understand how. I need to like 15 natural ices.
A lot of the men I got close to here in Florida are actually salesmen. One I met in rehab who was the Ford franchise sales manager of the dealership in Jacksonville, is one of the men I was closest to. He made a lot of money, time shares, cars, he sold everything, but he's a really bad alcoholic. Went from working for the Ford franchise, to a used car dealership, was the sales manager there, then he managed to fvck that up, so now he opened his own used dealership. This man would confide in me about his most personal things, especially with his wife who was also a salesman. He used to be fvcking rich, still has money. But he's just like me when it comes to addiction. He can't find peace in his life. No matter how much money or material possessions, he just lacks it. I don't know how he is now. My phone got stolen a few months ago when I was on the street again. I lost his number. He did kratom for a while, but started getting real emotionally unstable on it, like me. But when he drinks within a few days he's getting arrested, fighting the police, and waking up in jail.
I'm talking this man has had a beautiful home in Jacksonville, with horses, Mercedes, tons of tons of money. But he gains all this value, the stress the accumulation of value results in his addiction getting bad, then loses some of it. He's not a bad man at all. He grew up in rural Massachusetts. I grew up in rural Wisconsin. This is where we really connected. Especially talking about wandering around the woods alone as children. Hunting. Stealing out uncles alcohol. He's a country boy too. Seems like the more money he's gained, which is a lot, the more it's destroyed him.