slackHaddock
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Ok. Im 24 years young and ive been traveling since I was 17. No home base. Just kind of a "home townish place" where I can usually work and live for free.ish.
Around 2011 I could no longer keep up with my road dog due to ongoing ankle injuries which required surgical fix.
So i planned on getting ANY job that offered health insurance, because I NEED MY FUCKING ANKLE TO WORK so I can enjoy my measly life.
SUCCESS- i find a job in a "straight to garment" print shop, thinking it was a screen printing shop. I work here for nearly a year. I successfully received health insurance AND my ankle surgery within this year. My plan is going accordingly.
this brings us up to date. MY ANKLE STILL HURTS a fuck ton. Its been since last december since my surgery was given. I have an ankle fusion, which is a last resort, punishing shitty fix for an "old worn out ankle"
During this year, i meet a woman whom I fall in love with, as she does the same. today we have been together for 7 months.
My plan was to get the surgery, heal up, and head back west and enjoy my life with my traveler buddies riding my skateboard and camping exploring, etc,, all the GOOD SHIT
My ankle is not healed yet, and I get fired from my job for, no lie, "Soliciting crack cocaine on work premises" I jokingly asked a juggalo co worker if he could "find me some crack" since I had to work a 3rd shift.
Fired from job, i instantly start to get depressed, start drinking heavily and abusing drugs. I get arrested for Physical Control AKA sleeping in my truck drunk
I spend 3 days in jail... then get out and go into Rehab, because at this point I am once again homeless, but I still have health insurance somehow
rehab did not live up to my expectations, and quickly i call my girlfriend to pick me up when i sneak out
courtdate overhead, I continue to rage out of control and say fuck all. I just got fired, which i didnt really give a FUCK since i had gotten what I had came there for, surgery.
At this point, I am living with my girlfriend and her roomate which is akward, I still have a courtdate to attend on july 11th before I can ditch town.
Heres the curveball, my girlfriends lease is up, and she is quitting her job to "travel" with me. I have never traveled with a significant other, only Punks, skateboarders, traveler kids etc
Im trying to stay clean, i AM now COMPLETEly broke again, and i am cooking at a waffle house to try to save up enough money to trick my woman into thinking i have enough to travel on (i am used to only traveling with my oregon trail ebt, an emergency stash of couple hundred) so this is not a big deal to me.
Should I venture west with my girlfriend, a still broken ankle, very little cash, very little plans (shes the type of person who likes PLANS) and a small substance abuse problem? Where could this go right or wrong? maybe this is why i still travel. however, i dont have health ins again (as usual) and officially pretty much ONE human being knows or cares that I exist. Thoughts, inputs values? Ideas?
Im a little jaded to say the least.
Thanks for reading. !!! Travel on!
Around 2011 I could no longer keep up with my road dog due to ongoing ankle injuries which required surgical fix.
So i planned on getting ANY job that offered health insurance, because I NEED MY FUCKING ANKLE TO WORK so I can enjoy my measly life.
SUCCESS- i find a job in a "straight to garment" print shop, thinking it was a screen printing shop. I work here for nearly a year. I successfully received health insurance AND my ankle surgery within this year. My plan is going accordingly.
this brings us up to date. MY ANKLE STILL HURTS a fuck ton. Its been since last december since my surgery was given. I have an ankle fusion, which is a last resort, punishing shitty fix for an "old worn out ankle"
During this year, i meet a woman whom I fall in love with, as she does the same. today we have been together for 7 months.
My plan was to get the surgery, heal up, and head back west and enjoy my life with my traveler buddies riding my skateboard and camping exploring, etc,, all the GOOD SHIT
My ankle is not healed yet, and I get fired from my job for, no lie, "Soliciting crack cocaine on work premises" I jokingly asked a juggalo co worker if he could "find me some crack" since I had to work a 3rd shift.
Fired from job, i instantly start to get depressed, start drinking heavily and abusing drugs. I get arrested for Physical Control AKA sleeping in my truck drunk
I spend 3 days in jail... then get out and go into Rehab, because at this point I am once again homeless, but I still have health insurance somehow
rehab did not live up to my expectations, and quickly i call my girlfriend to pick me up when i sneak out
courtdate overhead, I continue to rage out of control and say fuck all. I just got fired, which i didnt really give a FUCK since i had gotten what I had came there for, surgery.
At this point, I am living with my girlfriend and her roomate which is akward, I still have a courtdate to attend on july 11th before I can ditch town.
Heres the curveball, my girlfriends lease is up, and she is quitting her job to "travel" with me. I have never traveled with a significant other, only Punks, skateboarders, traveler kids etc
Im trying to stay clean, i AM now COMPLETEly broke again, and i am cooking at a waffle house to try to save up enough money to trick my woman into thinking i have enough to travel on (i am used to only traveling with my oregon trail ebt, an emergency stash of couple hundred) so this is not a big deal to me.
Should I venture west with my girlfriend, a still broken ankle, very little cash, very little plans (shes the type of person who likes PLANS) and a small substance abuse problem? Where could this go right or wrong? maybe this is why i still travel. however, i dont have health ins again (as usual) and officially pretty much ONE human being knows or cares that I exist. Thoughts, inputs values? Ideas?
Im a little jaded to say the least.
Thanks for reading. !!! Travel on!