Please don't be sorry for me. I have a good life. I wrote this story a week after my ex tried to Narc my grow op out. I was stoned as hell over the week I wrote it. Writing the story and doing the garage sale was healing for me.

Writing the story probably stopped me from killing myself. Yet at that time I could not talk about loosing my grow op with my Treasure Hunting friends.

So I let the story be my channel for my pain and anger and shared it with people that knew me for treasure hunting. These people did not know I was growing and a constant stoner.

Later I found this board and told the story or loosing my grow op in the experiences forum.