Letting Go Of The Past: Why I Sold My High School Football Trophies To Pay For My Fentanyl Addiction
4/4/2022 by Brandon Puff
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Even now, as I fade in and out of consciousness and collapse on my keyboard from taking too much fentanyl, I have fond memories of my high school years. The past is a warm bowl of pudding and I’m the cozy little spoon just resting on my side. Memories are intoxicating, especially memories of our triumphs.
Back in 1984, I brought my high school football to the State Finals and we kicked ass. We were the Belfort Bad Boys and we were unstoppable. Throughout my amateur career, I earned myself quite a hefty collection of trophies that I always kept on my shelf and showed all my dates. I would gaze upon them, especially while I waited around for a phone call from one of the big-name colleges. Then I would gaze at them while drinking and waiting to get a call from one of the big-name colleges. Drink became smoke and smoke became sniff and little by little I became a shadow of my former selffffAdhkeuuuuuuuuuuuwiqoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyo
Nowadays I live out of a Honda Civic and scream at the local youths when they come and throw rocks at me. But in order to get here, I had to let go of the past. I had to burn it all up and stop clinging to it. Lingering in the past is the best way to be blind to the future and what it can hold. When my addiction reached its peak, I gathered up my beloved trophies and gave them to the local pawn shop. What was first sadness soon became freedom. With my past self forever abandoned, I was able to fully embrace my fentanyl addiction and become the person I never thought I would be.
Heck, even this article is just me trying to make a few precious dollars to buy my next hit. Sadkjhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
If you’re still clinging to the past, you need to learn to let go. You need to push onward and find what the future holds, even if that future is living out of your car and doing fentanyl.
