Thursday, June 15, 2017
Thought I missed it. Didn't think it would happen. But all along you knew. All along you still know. What I have faced, what I will face. It is all there in front of you, but I can't see it. Guess I will have to believe it or else. Or else what? Or else I will never get it. I don't want to be the one who never got it, who never figured it out. Still missing something though...
A person I knew lost her battle with drugs. It's sad, so sad to know that her life ended so young. So sad she fought so hard against it and still died. Another person I knew in recovery once told me, "We all will die our own death, we might as well live our own life." This statement was a tool he used to pull himself from minute to minute through some tough times.
There are so many people that battle addiction and an increasing number of children start with pills and never stop. These pills maybe in yours or a friend's medicine cabinet. These are our children, our sisters and brothers, our aunts and uncles, our mothers and fathers, our cousins, our friends, our neighbors. These are wealthy people, poor people and middle class people. These are white collared, blue collared, these are church goers, these are unbelievers, these are the lost, these are the found, these are the vulnerable, these are the driven ones, the slackers, the funny, the serious and anywhere in between. A problem larger than most will ever admit, drugs cannot and will not go down with out an all out war on the human race. One of the many ways drugs get to people? The raging drug industry (yes industry). Families all over the world have jobs growing the drugs and harvesting them to feed their family. Sickening to me because it's in demand to hurt our fellow humans. While these families are making a living harvesting, processing and distributing drugs, it's wrecking havoc on the individuals taking the drugs, their families, jobs and economy on the receiving end of the drugs. An all around shift of money. The 3rd world countries supplying to the developed countries to chip away at them, one person at a time. I find it ironic and sad.
There are so many people that battle addiction and an increasing number of children start with pills and never stop. These pills maybe in yours or a friend's medicine cabinet. These are our children, our sisters and brothers, our aunts and uncles, our mothers and fathers, our cousins, our friends, our neighbors. These are wealthy people, poor people and middle class people. These are white collared, blue collared, these are church goers, these are unbelievers, these are the lost, these are the found, these are the vulnerable, these are the driven ones, the slackers, the funny, the serious and anywhere in between. A problem larger than most will ever admit, drugs cannot and will not go down with out an all out war on the human race. One of the many ways drugs get to people? The raging drug industry (yes industry). Families all over the world have jobs growing the drugs and harvesting them to feed their family. Sickening to me because it's in demand to hurt our fellow humans. While these families are making a living harvesting, processing and distributing drugs, it's wrecking havoc on the individuals taking the drugs, their families, jobs and economy on the receiving end of the drugs. An all around shift of money. The 3rd world countries supplying to the developed countries to chip away at them, one person at a time. I find it ironic and sad.
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