I encourage you to read the book
Dead Link Removed I'm pretty fanatical about having a Harm Reduction approach to my life. It may be the closest thing I have to dogma.
Oh man I love DXM. MDMA does nothing for me anymore. I can sit in one place and have massive anxiety attack after massive anxiety attack until it is out of my system. Crank once and it was horrible. No cocaine or heroin. LSD was wonderful. Shrooms made me horribly ill. I started smoking pot at 27 for managing PTSD symptoms--I have a medical card.
So I'm not sitting on a high horse. Let me be clear. :)
I'm a parent now. And I didn't use drugs unti I was in my twenties. I consciously decided that I didn't want to risk that kind of potential legal backlash on my family. I thought it was selfish. My opinion was: if I wait until I am an adult then no one else will be held accountable for my actions. It's my body. I can do with it what I choose.
I had a very different life than you. I lived in terribly poverty. I was alone all the time and unsupervised and it resulted in some really terrible trauma.
It's interesting to read your story. I would have killed or died to have parents who tried to smother me. I only saw my father for a few hours most years and during each visit he sexually assaulted/raped me. Personality wise I think I would have *thrived* if I had parents pushing me towards success.
It's interesting to read your story. You are so clearly hurt by your life. You don't need to have anyone give you permission for feeling hurt. You don't. Your feelings are yours. I can see that you are having feelings. If things happened to you that hurt you, there isn't a scale of "Oh well that was only a one star trauma--not a five star trama or anything
serious. Psh" It doesn't work that way. :)
You clearly feel like your childhood did not prepare you for how to be an adult and you feel overwhelmed with stress trying to do it in the proscribed manner your parents are presenting.
Well, ok. Then find a way to stop needing them. Seriously. I really and truly do know how hard that is. I don't have a relationship with my parents. They have no money to give. My mom has fleeced me for many thousands of dollars. I no longer have contact because I can't be her permanent bank. (Ok, that's reason # 5,392 on a very complicated list.)
There are a lot of functional pot heads out here. We get by. We do our work stoned. It's ok. We haven't ended the world yet or anything. If you need pot to function then it sounds an awful lot like you have a chemical imbalance and you have found the right medication. Oh gee. I guess that's bad. Or something. (That was my sarcastic voice in that last bit there. I know tone is usually lost in text.)
You can't be a pot head and be a pilot. You should not be a train operator. We do have to accept restrictions due to the nature of being medicated. Life is about figuring out what choices you have open to *you* given your unique sets of skills and talents and abilities and knowledge. I promise you that you have some combination of worth-while data in your brain that is monetarily useful to you. That's just how being a human works.
Uhm, my husband spends a lot of time reading about marketing information. And so uhh a bit of that creeps into my language. I apologize. I'm not a used car salesperson. :)
I tell you that if there is use for a white trash whore then there is use for a poor little rich boy. If you feel that is your identity then learn to accept your place and position. With great privilege comes great responsibility. If you have been very well educated then do something with that magnificent brain. Go work for
NORML and forget about pleasing your parents.
You only get to have one life. If your parents didn't teach you the skills you need to lead the kind of life you want to lead, go find people who are leading the kinds of lives you envy and ask them about their skill set. It is a litte embarrassing at first--but it's part of life growth. I was not taught how to have the skills I need to have. I was taught a lot of very unuseful things. I've had to teach myself. I use books, the internet, I go find people I admire and I pattern off of them.
It is hard but I have genuinely changed my affect in the world. I still occasionally kick holes in walls. I break things I shouldn't break. I have a lot of really intense anger issues. I have a very short fuse. I have a two year old and a four year old and I can
not lose my temper.
If I can learn you can learn. :) It will be hard though. And no one will be able to draw you a map because this all has to spring from your desires and your needs.
I don't know if you were "abused" or not. I honestly don't. I know that
you did not get what you needed. You can allow that to paralyze you or you can figure out how to go find the knowledge you need. Yes, PTSD makes it harder. If you feel that you have PTSD that is good enough for me. I'm not going to be the kind of @$$hole who judges someone else's evil voices. If you've got 'em I'm sorry. They are terrible things to have in your head and I'm sorry you have them.
Don't let them win. Don't let your dark angels outshout your bright angels. I'm not religious--I promise. I am not going to tell you to go straight and find Jesus and give up your power and submit that you have no control over yourself. Psh. Change the amount of stress in your life. Change the amount of joy. The amount of drugs you need will fluctuate. Evaluate them each independently with quality of life versus longevity of life in mind. *Make conscious choices.*
You have power you don't understand. You really do. You might need to change how you eat: do actual research into nutrition. Learn about your ethnic group specific health stuff. Bodies are not all the same. They have different needs. Some people benefit from being vegan. Some people need to be on the paleo end. There is a lot in between. What would make you feel better in your body? I don't know what relationship you have with your body. :)
No matter what the problem is, part of the answer is: exercise more. We are human
animals and we must move in order to be healthy. Every day. You don't have to run five miles every day but you do have to get out and walk in a brisk manner for at least thirty minutes. You have to move. We are designed for walking (slowly) over about twelve miles a day. If you currently don't have a job, start walking. It's *free*.
Find a community who can support and love you. I draw my friends from historical re-enactment groups, the bdsm community, the polyamorous community (I'm monogamous), gamer groups (I'm not a gamer--I barely play Monopoly), dance communities, and all kinds of random places in the education community (I was a high school teacher, I went to college and grad school in the area I went to elementary-through-high school).
Everyone is different. Everyone is complicated. I have found tribe online. It is safer for me. I prescreen people. If they can get through my tl;dr then they can generally love me. It's a nice and neat dividing line. <3
So I suppose what I say is: I'm really sorry you were kicked out of the house. I was homeless as a child. It's a very hard experience. I'm sorry you have been homeless as an adult. I can only imagine the complicated emotions you have had. I have technically been homeless for extended stretches of my adult life but I uhhh set up my lovers in a set schedule and just uhm "couch surfed" through that experience.
I can understand why you might hate women. Women represent a lot of what men want but men have to jump through a ridiculous number of hoops before a woman will treat him as worthy. We don't look at raw potential and go, "Ahhh. A challenge." (Ok, some do but they are unusual and hard to find.) Women want providers so young men are generally treated like dirt. They have no "worth" until they have gone out and done a bunch of seemingly incomprehensible hoop-jumping-through. It's a f*cking mystery. To this I say: go find you some stoners. Ask older stoners (like forties and fifties) what they have learned about relationships. Ask pointed questions about how they have treated their various partners. Decide if you want to be like them and then pattern your behavior accordingly.
Be who you want to be. Make conscious choices. So I suppose I should stop typing at some point. Erm, yeah. I really wish you the best. I'm really sorry you are hurting.