There is an unmentioned subculture in our society…
They are the “You & Me people” that just went to McDonalds for a bite to eat. They walked tho. They walked because they don’t have a car, and if they get a ride? They are definitey paying a price. They arent “poor people” that need a hand. They are as strong if not stronger than you and me. They fight to survive and they fight as hard for their kids as anyone in this country ever has. They are a strong and necessary element in our workforce because they address a basic human need that all cultures need in order to thrive. That need is companionship- not just a quick release.
They are the hidden guest that your husband dis-invited after consumption- a commodity as important as the presription you may have to treat your anxiety issues. They are the empath that is not discussed in a civics lecture.
TBH?
They hover in and around society, but remain uninvited guests hiding from the daylight in order to escape and evade persecution and incarceration. You cant really be a guest or a member of society at the same time. It’s either one or the other. Unfortunately most guests when discovered, end up being invited through a different door when asked to join…
I’ve seen a lot of scams in my life, but not to the level of such extreme desperation that I see in the provider industry here in our country. I don’t despise anything. Nor do I regret the money that has been taken from me. I figure it’s been used to satisy a far more urgent need then anything I really have sitting on the table in front of me.
I write about drugs and prostitution not as a catharsis. I write about this as a probe into my own social awareness and a deeper spiritual conscience. A conscience for lack of a better term that is like a deep sadness, because no one should have to go through this rinse and repeat cycle.
I don’t use this platform as a mirror or looking glass to urge me away from choices I make. I’m in control of those.
I use this platform to raise awareness in myself as well as anyone taking the time to visit this blog. I write because I can, and because I have a gift for a reason (the writing thing). I write about it because it’s an ongoing story that needs to be told and brought home to the countless people out there that have no clue of how serious this is…
And the “IT” i’m talking about is not the opioid epedemic here in America. Thats stands out on it’s own merit.
The “IT” i’m talking about is the steady self-isolation we have developing here in America. We talk to our phones- and we dont talk to people anymore. A world where ChatGPT is your muse- while Alexis is blowing your… mind.
This blog is America’s salt. The stories in here are the pepper grains noone wants to see at the dinner table.
Below are word for word quotes that I recieved via texts and caught my attention.
MaoriTatt Editor/CEO
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“So I’m going through some major s*** right now I just got f****** robbed for f****** everything, every dollar I had in my pocket and all my dope I just picked up. I don’t know what the f*** to do. I have no gas to f****** make it back to drop this vehicle back off and nothing to give him for letting me take his whip. I’m so f***** heated right now! Can you please send me something I know you don’t have cash yet but can you Western Union in it I don’t know if u got zelle or venmo. I have to take this vehicle back so they can’t make this dude mad at me he’s a good guy it’s my friend’s dad. And I don’t want my friend getting kicked out because of something some dumb mfrr decided to rob and now just trickling down the line of people who got fucked over.”
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“Me old roommate locked me out and got into my room took my cash app card got into my account and cash apped herself 192$ the entire amount I had saved cleaned it out and changed the pin and email and cash app tag and profile name and phone number and then signed it out of all other devices from her phone so I could access it“
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“Everyone is the fucking same- meth=money=empty fucking promises=ungodly fuckingly perversely complicated confabulation of events to somehow explain meaningless shit!!!”
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“Started with my truck got totaled then my house got red tagged and I had to move out then lost everything in it then found out my mom has a brain aneurysm then got jumped on 4 Times broke a finger my washer and dryer that was brand new was sold behind my back along with all my food ands cleaning and personal’s got stuck in Ohio arrested U-Haul was impounded could post couldn’t get home buck off my stuff was taken at Dino’s then jacked off on then my TV was broken camera stolen Roku stolen asking with a bunch of other things and all my food then my speaker sold my tablet my old phone broken and my clothes peed on I’m done I’m fuckin done“
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“I have a distinct feeling we are going to become friends that know more about each other than we know about ourselves”
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“When they say it’s not Heroine but it REALLY is Heroine…“
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FML (Fuck My Life) becomes a meme that expresses the total desperation and hopelessness that so many people experience using this drug…
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“Oh yeah. The reason I decided our relationship was somewhat uneven was when you asked to borrow $200 and promised to be my sex slave for a week at no charge.”
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“So my take on Sally is that Heroin is destroying her. That sucks cuz we have really good chemistry. But I can’t compete with it and if I try to compete with it by financial help all I’m doing is feeding that very hungry fire…“
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