It was 6 years ago I was in the group home after my relapse in 2015. I was sitting here at Jack-in-the-Box kind of missing a few things about it. I miss some of the people, I was on good terms with several people there and OK terms with a few more.
Life was pretty interesting back then. I did some cool stuff there. But then I think back to the not so good aspects of it.
The bathroom was always a problem, The first two months I was there it took the shower about 7 minutes to warm up. That meant standing naked in a freezing bathroom waiting for hot water and then the water came out in a trickle.
There were three toilets for the men’s bathroom but the lights were out in two of them for a month. And then someone threw up or coughed up some nasty yellow liquid that put a fine coat of gunk on one it the toilets and the floor. He didn’t clean up after himself and it stayed like that for a week. It was as gross as it sounds. And the trash can in the bathroom was always overflowing onto the floor with used paper towels and other trash. So I don’t miss any of that.
I like that after they served dinner there was always plenty of leftovers so I waited until everybody else ate and then raided the refrigerator a couple of hours later. That was always fun. I used to sit by myself in the backyard and that was fun too.
There were a few women there I liked too but I didn’t get anywhere with them. My roommate was cool too and we got along pretty well. There were only a couple of people there I didn’t like but they left me alone. So the bathroom situation was no good but there were good things about the group home.
But I’m kind of romanticizing it, I wouldn’t really want to go back there but the social aspect was nice. If I ever go back zi don’t think I would have a good time. IDK.