Looking back, what I find especially scary is that I was always one of those kids who pledged to never do any drugs. Ever. I wouldn't smoke, and certainly not pop pills. As a kid, I watched it destroy and kill my entire mom's side of the family, and there was no way I was… Continue reading My Experience with Addiction
I'm not saying these two (depression and addiction) go together--but there does seem to be a painfully in-your-face relation between the two in my life. So, I've been blogging for over a year now. A year and a half? Over 200 posts, and in each, I've been incredibly open--bringing to light sensitive and personal matters… Continue reading Depression and Addiction
Like all the blood rushing like a stream this need it runs deep Starving for it always Even when I just ate Stomach growls like thunder as my pillars of sanity crumble I can't say no I don't want to say no It tells me that I'm free despite the chains around my wrists and… Continue reading Poem: This Need
Dear oh dear happy little pill You're all I need to make me feel You're all I need to help these wounds heal But what a short-lived fantasy As I'm bleeding still Like a seed I plant you deep inside of me Take my world of black and white Let buckets of blue and… Continue reading Poem: Happy Little Pill
Has life in the US become so stressful that it's impossible NOT to become addicted to something?
The need aches.