
Mike Heil
Bio
Michael Heil has been a gleeful storyteller from the time he began first forming sentences. He likes making people laugh out loud and finds joy thinking that his writings might help others to avoid making the same mistakes he has.
Stories (9/0)
A Hot Commodity
During the most awful time in my life I got arrested five times in just as many months. I wasn't really that bad of a kid. I was a stoner with hair down to my shoulders and girl pants round my butt, but I grew up in the heart of the most religious county on earth. It was like growing up in the truman show and I was the anomaly. Wearing tight pants, a stoned face, and long hair in my city was paramount to placing yourself on the "Most-wanted list."
By Mike Heilabout a year ago in Confessions
Vacation Aromas
Although I was no longer using drugs, my inner hippie could not resist the temptation to stand out and make a name for itself. College was the chance to redefine myself, I thought. So, I called myself Mac and went without shoes for a year. I kept telling myself that I wasn't doing it for attention but rather because I liked the way that the bare ground felt beneath my feet. That perspective quickly changed once the winter months hit, and I found myself trudging around the steep mountain campus barefoot in the snow. By that point, I'd committed myself so much to the idea that I wasn't willing to give it up.
By Mike Heilabout a year ago in Confessions
Teetering on a Cliff of Regret
In High School, I was a drug addict, and then all this happened. I was a drug addict who felt extremely guilty about doing drugs. I hated lying, and I hated getting arrested. I hated the fact that I needed drugs in order to feel okay. My guilt drove me to excel in school. I guess I was really guilty because somehow, I finished High School with my Associate's Degree in college. I took the distance education program through which my High School actually paid for my degree. I went to class high pretty much every day. I'd take ADD pills to give me energy and help me focus. In the evening, I'd take other things to help me sleep. I felt pretty messed up inside. During the summer where I was set up to finally finish my degree, I worked hard every day and pretty much locked myself inside.
By Mike Heilabout a year ago in Unbalanced