when all of a sudden I hear a bang on my bedroom door. "I smell smoke in there, what are you doing?"
It was my moms and it freaked me out because I didnt think anybody was home, and now Im stoned with half a joint in my hand and Im caught red-handed with moms standin on the other side of the door. I said, "Im just smoking a cigarette."
She said, "Yeah right... dont smoke that shit in my house!" And walked away.
I felt like I was back in 1992, trying to sneak tokes in my bedroom and gettin busted by my parents. It felt like I havent progressed since then. In fact Ive regressed these past couple years. And now I feel shitty about myself.
I need to get back on my feet again. Living back at home at 28 years old aint no way to live.