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A goodbye letter to my addiction3/17/2024 Whoever made the non-addicted judge and jury of the addicted? Telling the truth did her no good I could tell, through the curtain, when the doctor began putting on his cloak of self-righteousness. I overheard the lady in the bed next to mine, when they brought her in, confess her relationship with you. I lied about you those naive hospital workers had no clue about me as a crackhead. You literally took my breath away when you gave me a pneumonia so severe that I had to call 911 late one night and have an ambulance take me to the hospital where I spent five days convalescing. You also began making me sick, only I denied it and just turned to self-medicating with you more often. In short, you transformed me into a first class mooch. As my desperation to get high increased, I began doing out-of-character things, like asking my drug dealers for freebies, and asking my using friends for handouts. I cannot remember the exact time or place when suddenly, stealing from my husband while he slept, stealing from my son’s room while he went to work, and using my Mum’s credit card number to get money without her consent, seemed like okay things to do. Your hunger became my hunger, and it ravaged my life. Still, I found myself unable to deny you anything you desired. I stood, motionless and watched while you destroyed my career, my employability, my marriage and my relationship with my only remaining son. The fault lies with me, I suppose, for failing to realize that the more I gave you, the more you would want and the more monstrous my appetite for you would become. A woman writes a farewell letter to cocaine, the drug that held her in such a grip that she gave up almost everything for it - and still it wanted more.
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