I met a guy recently quite by chance who turned out to be a drug dealer.  I chose quite clearly not to be involved with him but I do still talk to him, now its if I meet him by chance.

Recently on a boiling hot day I was out doing errands, swamped with shopping bags, waterless and feeling absolutely exhausted.  Then I hear my name called and its him in his new Camero (he had in the shop for months as part of some of the chaos he lives, don't ask you can guess it was a drama)   There he was with the top down, sitting down in comfort and my feet were killng me.

When I was in victim mode I would certainly have asked for a ride after all "poor me".  This time I chose not to because I have decided to create distance (at the same time being pleasant) and sure enough he mentioned he had drugs in the car.

I got in many a car with people who had drugs, open alcohol, who were drunk, who were out of control.  Now after a few years of al anon I value myself more than to do that.  Of course I didn't lecture him or say anything but I did have that revelation.
I really never took into account I could (a) be killed, (b) find myself involved with even more unsavory charactors thant he one I knew and last but not least (c) arrested because of course anyone who is in the car if there are drugs in it are arrested!



Maresie.

-- Edited by maresie on Saturday 4th of September 2010 04:29:14 PM

-- Edited by maresie on Saturday 4th of September 2010 05:49:43 PM