Every day I watch the news. I don’t always catch the same newscast, nor the same time, but I do get to see some news every day. Every day I hear at least one story (often more) about the drug epidemic in this area (or country). Be it the war on drugs, a local death caused by drugs, new legislation regarding drugs, etc. I hear about drugs every single day of my life.
As a recovering addict, and someone who has suffered personal loss due to drugs, for today’s song I chose Marilyn Manson’s I Don’t Like The Drugs (But The Drugs Like Me). The tone of the song isn’t necessarily anti-drug as I am, but the title is fitting. I will explain…
As I have stated before in my blog, I started doing drugs at a young age. By college, I was a full blown addict. On my 22nd birthday, I decided to get clean, drugs were ruining my life. I lost friends due to my decision, but it was not a great loss because I no longer wanted to be around drugs or the people associated with them. It’s hard to maintain a friendship with a drug dealer when you don’t condone his behavior!
Later in life, I was a bit ostricized for being such a prude about other people’s drug use. I have often said that I don’t care what people do, just don’t pressure me to partake, but that is not the whole truth. I do judge them a little for not being able to “have a good time” or “cope with life” without the use of narcotics.
Then, while being married to a great man, he became an addict right under my nose. I ignored the warning signs until it was too late and I eventually ended up mourning his death rather than celebrating his sobriety as I do every year for myself.
I don’t like the drugs, but the drugs like me…or at least need to provide a constant reminder that they are out there. Is it a constant reminder of my (once) bad choices? Is it a call to help others? I’m not sure. I do wish that I didn’t have to hear about it every single day. On one hand, I think it is an epidemic that needs to be addressed, but on the other hand I think that people make their own (bad) choices and we shouldn’t celebrate that.
I do wish I’d stop hearing about drugs though. Perhaps that is my penance for failing with them twice. Once as an addict, once for watching my husband become one.
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