Have any of you ever had to face an intervention? I came home this evening to find a whole bunch of my fucking relatives in the living room of my parent's house. They all told me how much they loved me, and all of this shit. They also showed me a family tree of all of my relatives who were addicts. It made me feel kind of bad, but then the only thing I could think of was waiting untill everyone was asleep to get fucked up. I knew I had this comming for a while, my family is really big on sobriety (religious people). I just got fucked up, I cant cut back on the booze, and weed and shit. What do I do? I feel like I want to quit, but none of them understand this shit, and none of them can quite get what I am saying when I say I have to have a shot for maintenence? how does this go? I am just surprised, and confused, and only feel the need to move further underground with my addictions. This all came about when my mother saw me drunk a bunch of times, and found out from somebody that I have IVed heroin in the past. how would you deal with an intervention? what impact would it have on your substance use?

Hmm, I wouldn't have to worry about it since I don't live with my parents. Maybe you should focus on life and getting the fuck out of their house before you start thinking about being fucked up.

And as for "needing a shot" for maintenance or whatever, shut the fuck up. Your life is NOT bad enough to warrant needing to stay fucked up, you are just a bored, weak willed fucking pussy.

Man the fuck up crybaby.

thanks. that kind of applied to me

Yeah I had one pulled on me before. I had gotten food poisoning from jack in the box and was probably the sickest ive ever been, and I got woken up one morning and went out into my living room to that shit. I guess my family had thought I was so sick because I had been doing heroin(when I havent had any past history with it)

The lady who was holding the intervention started talking about drug abuse and talking about having a trip to a treatment center(had already been to a wilderness program previously about half a year before this).

I went into my room and said that I wasn't going to be forced to another treatment center. They said they just wanted me to go out there and talk about things and that I wasn't going to be forced anywhere.

I go out and sit down, bam, cops are there a few minutes later and take me off to the psych ward, where about a week later I'm escorted to a rehab in motherfucking mormon ass Utah.

It was hilarious to meet AbsoluteCaliber in there though.

as brutal as some of your replies are, youre still 1 of my favorite posters...you tell people what they need to hear, truth.

as brutal as some of your replies are, youre still 1 of my favorite posters...you tell people what they need to hear, truth.

lol?5

I've never had one, probably come close, but, if someone were to ever try to 'intervene', I'm prepared. http://moderndrunkardmagazine.com/issues/03_03/03-03_intervention.htm

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Man, that's fucked up.

I'm escorted to a rehab in motherfucking mormon ass Utah.

It was hilarious to meet AbsoluteCaliber in there though.

you are fucking kidding me right?

If my family had an intervention I would walk out the door and probably not talk to them for a while.

Same here.Unless I truely was fucking up my life over something like Meth/Heroin.

No, I never had one of those by my family. When I was younger though the government took me from my family and sent me to rehab for a few months because I was "out of control". Those bastards.

Is it so hard hiding getting fucked up from you're family? How old are you?

I loled...

It was hilarious to meet AbsoluteCaliber in there though.

Very true and entertaining story! LOL we have to hang out some time you get your ass down to Florida!

It's nice to know college and turning 18 is just around the corner for me!

I've got to hand it to retarded Utah and Fuckhawk that I've since then only drank and smoked, no IV oxy shit.

+1 On the link, pure fucking gold.

yeah man you are right.

Very true and entertaining story! LOL we have to hang out some time you get your ass down to Florida!

It's nice to know college and turning 18 is just around the corner for me!

I've got to hand it to retarded Utah and Fuckhawk that I've since then only drank and smoked, no IV oxy shit.

how did you realize he was from totse?

I just read that, good stuff!!!

I've had to face several of these. Most of the time someone from social services or some other authority figure would be there. Half the time I wasn't even doing any of the shit I was being accused of. My mom is a fucking loon. And when I stopped listening to her she told all my friends I was addicted to crack/acid/coke (still not sure which yet, one of those three I think though) in hopes that they would hold an intervention for me, and it almost worked because they believed her. Still do.

... it almost worked because they believed her. Still do.

They believe your mom over you? Thats shitty.

how did you realize he was from totse?

What, you don't know the official totse handshake? noob

Hey, no shit, the same thing happened to my friend. Ive been able to see him like twice in the last year. The only stuff he says he has to do before he can come back is some junk with horses.

Just surprised Id ever hear anyone else had to go to something like that...cops showed up to take him away and everything after he refused to go.

^ Sounds like an rehab I heard of where you raise your own horse or something.
It's all some major bullshit.

how did you realize he was from totse?

I had talked to him a couple times on MSN, then when he started posting all the shit about him being a doctor, I looked up his myspace and posted it on Totse so I had seen his pictures and knew his name. So I recognized the name and what he looked like when I saw him in there.

I pulled some creepy ass stalker shit and started saying shit I knew about him(from his myspace info) and he had a complete WTF look on his face, then I mentioned Totse.

I kinda had one happen to me like for a couple months back in the fall I was living with my dad * have been living with my bf for like a yr and a half since I got outa HS* and we needed a break but anyways I was shooting up there and shit like that doing my PRESCRIBED methadone although in excess...but him and his gf came up to my room and was like you know if you need help with anything then we are here for you and a bunch of shit like if you owe your "pusher" money we can get you outta that and all sorts of weird off the wall shit im like nope im fine I aint doing anything yea they think imma tell them i shoot up drugs and that ive been into the shit for a few yrs HAHA....

I just said nope and went back to listening to my music cause thats fuckin gay they wouldnt help me they would have ended up calling the cops....