Journal of Addiction
It has been a little while since I posted here. I am about three days clean. I made it seven days, used, clean two days and then used again. This stuff, meth, is a b---h. I can quit I keep telling myself. But a lot of the time I don't care about any of it. That is my addiction talking to me! So, I guess I will write from my journal and hope that it might help someone else.
They will plead, beg, and guilt trip you. If only you would come out and see yourself the way we see you. If only you could feel a portion of the sorrow, pain, and fear that we do for you, dear one.
They are the ones who used to surround you with laughter and well being. Your family, your loved ones. Do you realize family members often take the blame for what is happening to you? They think, oh if only I had done this or hadn't done that.
And in madness you will indeed let them take the blame and you will tell them it is their fault.