And now, this is the second event that happened to me that lead me to seek recovery.             I spent a week in Boca Raton helping my friend. We eventually successfully sold everything he owned more or less. Minus the things he was loading in his car he decided to keep.      After that week, I found myself back in Wilton Manors.      Most of the time when I was in Wilton Manors, I was either with Midas XXL, hanging around The Pride Center, walking around with no destination in sight, or hidden away somewhere in my hammock try to sleep the time away in secret.     When I wasn't in Wilton Manors, I was at Fort Lauderdale Beach. I always loved to go to the beach and set up my hammock in the sand, under two palm trees, just trying to fit in with looking like a tourist of some type. The time I had in my hammock was wonderful. It meant that I wasn't walking. I spent my time in my hammock either looking...

      On April 17th, of 2019, I began a new journey... rehab. But first, there are two events that lead to my decision to go to rehab. This is the event that happened first.     At the beginning of the month, I went to The Westin Fort Lauderdale, to hook up with a guy from the site BBRT (BareBack Real Time). Mind you, this hotel was not in the popular and busy Fort Lauderdale Beach or even downtown Fort Lauderdale. It was on the outskirts of the city. I had some money, enough to get me an uber there. I didn't think about, nor did I really care about, the means of getting back to Boca Raton, where I was helping a friend of mine and KFC's, sell all of his belongings because he was moving cross country to Portland, Oregon.      Once I arrived to the hotel room and knocked on the door, this handsome and buff man opened the door. Immediately my heart sunk. I knew this man. I had a previous attempted hook-up experience with him back in Orlando, when he ...

      My first night alone on the streets in Wilton Manors, I found myself meeting this character of a person. King XXL. What started out as a meeting to smoke and hang out, ended up becoming my introduction to two things... dumpster diving and high cleaning someone else's place. After we smoked inside, we went out to his yard. His yard had so many knickknacks and random things. I asked him where did he get all of his unique décor? He told me he found most of it on the curb or in a dumpster.      He had all these different sized frames spread across his fence and inside his house. He had string lights of all types all around the yard. He had Phillips Hue color changing bulbs in every single light in his two bedroom apartment.      He seemed to not be the most tidy of people though from what I have gathered. His unique décor that wasn't hung up, was scattered across his entire yard and patio, and inside his apartment. Inside his apartment...

      JD didn't have a place of his own either actually. He hotel hopped with another friend of his. JD was also helping him out too. You see, not only was JD's other friend homeless as well, but he also had Cereal Palsy. He was addicted to crystal meth too. Sure that was assumed.      JD introduced me a bit more closely to the Fort Lauderdale world of meth.      He also introduced me to Inn Leather. A clothing optional gay guest house. Little did I know within the year, I would be going to rehab across the street from this place. Inn Leather was really laid back. The owner and manager knew JD. Seems apparently until recently, JD worked at Inn Leather. It was so laid back, that was where we often got high. This area in the back... JD would pull out his pipe and we would smoke.     There was that one time when we got into a stupid fight. We went to Pollo Tropical, which is a chicken based fast food restaurant. It was also across the ...

      A week before I move to Fort Lauderdale, I made arrangements for a Zoomer from Fort Lauderdale, come up to Orlando, and hang out with me.      I had became a more frequent of a participant in the PnP Zoom Universe. Established my name in the community. Made friends. Started to became a known name to the other regular Zoomers. Little did I know that this beginning would lead me down a very dark but warm rabbit hole.      KFC showed up at Chalupa's place, where I was staying at. I was pretty excited. There I am with someone I found attractive, riding 3 hoursish on a bus, just to spend time with me for a week.     I don't remember all we did that week, but I do remember KFC inviting me to move down to Forth Lauderdale. He was staying at this Extended Stay America hotel for the month while he is suppose to be looking around for an apartment.     I made that decision in a quick second and decided to move down there with h...