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« Reply #122 on: December 30, 2003, 11:54:00 PM »
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« Reply #125 on: January 03, 2004, 06:01:00 PM »
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« Reply #126 on: January 12, 2004, 10:28:00 PM »
I was in Dallas for 10 months, both in Richardson and in Irving.  My intake date, get this:  08/08/88.  I copped out at the end of May 1989 when I turned 18.



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« Reply #127 on: January 12, 2004, 10:43:00 PM »
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« Reply #128 on: January 12, 2004, 10:59:00 PM »
I was Kelly Clark, now Kelly Grzyb.

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« Reply #129 on: January 12, 2004, 11:16:00 PM »
Kelly,

My name is Shannon Adelman.  Was I one of your oldcomers?  Your name is really familiar.  Do you have any old or new pictures of yourself?  Feel free to email me.

Gracefulone@charter.net

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« Reply #130 on: January 13, 2004, 12:43:00 AM »
Hi Kelly, I remember you. Think you had a hard time when you arrived..well who didn't?

 I guess if you were raised in a Korean PoW camp you might could just meld right in to straight...

 Some other names you may remember. Heather Hill..and her brother Ben? (I lived in their house but his name is foggy although I can picture them) Valerie Holt...and her friend...she had like a dark haired girl that was her close friend in the program and she sticks out in my mind because she had a scorpion removed from her hand (tattoo) I have photographic memory and names and numbers behoove me..but I can see things in my mind to a T. ( I even remember the 5th step sign had a food stain on it)
 Anyway my name is Brad Beshears..and I more than likely started school just a month or so into your program...ao dont know how well you remember me if at all...I was pulled the day after X mas or new years..(actually I think Xmas in the building was my last day)  :wave:  :wave:
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« Reply #131 on: January 13, 2004, 01:24:00 AM »
And you too, Kelly!

Any people in Dallas interested in meeting up, another party at my house in Dallas is upcoming.

http://www.hexcore.com/party.jpg

for more information.

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« Reply #132 on: January 13, 2004, 02:00:00 AM »
Haha you look the same man..I remember when you copped out and came back with shirt all fucked up
and a mohawk...baaahaha they ripped your ass so bad man..of course I didint..I never got into that shit..which is why my program was so long..

 I suppose me and Timmy can drive down there..but fundage may be tight...and dont know if we could get hotel..and dont wanna drive back to Midland all fucked up. We can look into it though...e mail me..Ill pm the e mail infos
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« Reply #133 on: January 13, 2004, 07:34:00 AM »
Yeah, I had a hard time when I first got there.  One Friday night we were leaving and I saw my mom in the parking lot.  I didn't know that after open meeting the parents had there own shit to go through too.  So when we left and I saw my mom in the parking lot I was really confused as to why she was still there.  I was like, Hey, that's my mom.  And Jen Loar was my oldcomer and she said all spitefull and crap "Well don't look at her."  So I wigged out and was trying to open the door and stuff and I think I just basically had a nervous breakdown right there.  I hadn't seen my mom for 2 months before she put me in Straight, and then to have some bitch tell me not to not even look at her, well, that was more than I could stand.  So I got slammed by a bunch a 5th phaser guys in the parking lot.  I screamed so loud and hard that I broke all the blood vessels in my neck.  The next day it looked like I had a bunch of hickeys all over my neck.  I think I blew out a vocal chord that night too.

I know Valarie Holt.  She married Todd Townley.  They had two kids and I think they're now separated.  My mom and his mom were best friends for years and they still keep in touch.  Last I heard, she said that Todd was moving in with her (Smithville, TX), but didn't say anything about Val and the kids.  I asked her about it and she never replied.  



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« Reply #134 on: January 13, 2004, 07:50:00 AM »
I dont doubt that you may have needed treatment...but I think a center other than Straight could have saved your life and not left you emotionally scarred.

 Because that shit was just not right.

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You know, after giving it a lot of thought, I wonder if I am still programmed to believe that Straight saved my life.  My main reason for doing drugs is because my dad did drugs and druggies were the only people that accepted me for who I was.  They didn't care about the brand of clothes that I wore and they didn't make fun of me.  I just didn't know how to say no.  To anything.  I had been sexually abused for years by my father and my grandfather, and I wasn't allowed to say no.  And honestly, Straight didn't teach me how to say no either.  My life has just been one great big growth process after another.  And every so often I look back and think about how out of control I was at different periods of my life.  

I never knew that people still used acid until I went into straight.  And then I got stood up because I wasn't motivating to confront Patrick because he didn't look like an acid dealer.  Well, he was one.  But at that time I thought that LSD was only something that hippies did in the 60's.  I had no clue that it was still around.  So I got out of straight and ended up changing my drug of choice of beer to acid and xtc.  So at 20 yrs old I'm eating 7 hits of acid in one night.  Then at 26 I'm smoking blunts alone every night before I go to bed.  Then at 28 I attempt suicide and end up in lock down at a psych ward.  (Then God for health insurance.)

Right now my life is more sane than it has ever been and I owe most of that to my husband.  I met him two months after I got out of the hospital.  He is the one person who has truly empowered me and helped me to see that I don't have to do anything I don't want and fuck the rest.  He calls me his supermodel on a daily basis and has helped me to see that the bottom line isn't love, it's respect.  And I haven't needed anti-depressents since we met.  So maybe he's the one that saved my life and not straight.  Thanks Brad for your insight.
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