At the end of August I complained about how much that month sucked. August had a pretty significant event or two but, Jesus Christ. At best I remember parts of the September. Highlights:

- Somehow I got discharged from two different hospitals without having my alcohol withdrawal treated. Sobered up a little and released into the wild.

-Seven days of actual detox at a shit community crisis unit

-I may have come close to having a grand mal seizure in front of my mother

-Lost my phone and computer after I somehow made it to a gas station in another county

-Went back to Birmingham to get back in a sober living I left. They told me I had to detox which confused the fuck out of the hospital they told me to go to since at that point I didn't need medical intervention

-Girlfriend let me stay at her apartment one night but called security and had me removed from the property the next day. The security mook pulled his gun when I wouldn't unlock the bedroom door. He was a cool guy though

-Slept behind a Walmart in the pine straw. Slept behind a grocery store where I found a mattress. Aww yiss! Random dirty mattress.

-Got walking pneumonia. Went to the hospital. Felt better. Left.

-Took public transit into Atlanta. The bad part. Stayed up all night because I didn't want to sleep even after a seemingly friendly homeless man led me out of the area where I was offered weed, percoset and heroin in the span of about one minute. He took all my money, my watch and my ring. Not as nice as I thought he was

-Made my way to Montgomery to stay with a girl. In an assisted living with her 68 year old mother. Where neither of us was supposed to be. Mom and strange girl are talking about me moving in and Christmas together. Still have pneumonia. Now on day 2 of alcohol withdrawal.

-Me and my girlfriend fight through email and text message for oh, over 12 hours. Somehow make up and she comes to save my ass.

-Spend three days with her that were maybe the best we've had together!

-Ex husband throws over a thousand dollars worth of her belongings in a dumpster. Including prescription medication and eyeglasses.

-Jump into a couple dumpsters. Two hours driving around poking in them. Nope. He put it all in one with a compactor.

-Go to sober living in Atlanta to start October.

Seems legit here. The staff is all younger than me including the founders but they're stand up guys who want to help other people out of addiction.

I actually worry about my girlfriend not leaving me over all of this and more. I worry she's staying with me out of fear of what I'll do rather than a legitimate desire to be with me. I just try not to dwell on that thought and do my best to prove I'm not more trouble than I'm worth.

FML.