Today is the day that I got high for the first time! I’ve tried it before… but tonight was so intense, I honestly completely lost track of reality. I thought I was dreaming! I thought I was a feather, I felt like a tangerine!
I don’t really know if I want to do it again, because I have never felt so out of control, dependent, and vulnerable in my whole life. It was…. I can’t describe it.
Celeste took care of us, and by the end of the night she was crying. Her and Daniel were so upset that we smoked weed that I never want to do it again. Yay for new experiences though!
Dee is in town. Tomorrow is his birthday… I love him, but I don’t feel so connected to him anymore. Only time will tell. I’m a horrible girlfriend. Or maybe I’m just a wandering soul…
Born in 1996
Over the coming months, I'll be publishing several journal entries a day in chronological order. I began journaling in 2007, when I was eleven years old. Even then I wrote as though I were archiving my life, collecting details about my world. As I grew older, journaling became more of a description of my emotional world.
I am an aspiring creative nonfiction writer who is producing very little since graduating college this Spring. But with this unusually thorough account of my entire adolescence, I feel as though I have been given a gift that has been under my nose this whole time.
This is a practice in forgiveness and vulnerability. It is also a way to laugh at myself.
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