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When Most of Your Friends Are Drug Addicts, Coke Heads and Alcoholics
And you wouldn’t have it any other way
Well that paints a pretty picture doesn’t? You’re probably wondering why I hang out with the likes of ‘these’ people. That would be a valid reaction. Why are ‘these’ people my friends?
When I gave up my life in Canada, I said goodbye to all my ‘normal-ish’ friends. I didn’t know what to expect in Guatemala. Would I make friends easily? Will there be people like me? Will I find a new bestie?
I had a million questions. To be honest, I was kinda scared. What if no one gets me and I don’t make any friends at all? Or what if all the people I meet are nutjobs and I won’t like any of them?
It’s hard to make new friends. It’s hard to trust people too.
But before I continue I should probably clarify a few things:
- I’m not an alcoholic, never was and hardly drink
- I’m not a drug addict though about 35 yrs or so ago I was
- I’m not a coke head though I did spend a year doing it every weekend (those days are behind me now), and
- I’m not perfect