Almost everyone has been touched be addiction on their life. There’s the friend who misses their mate and drowns their sorrows in beer. The person who loves so deeply they don’t see how it paralyzes their actions. The delusional person who would rather spend time with online friends they may never meet while their ‘real’ friends fade into the background. The dope fiend who only cares about finding their next high.
If I lived in an ivory tower, perhaps I would be immune to such things. But I live on the filthy streets of Upper Darby and addiction has hit close to home.
Not to go onto details, but I’ve come up with reason number 2 to leave UD. A friend of mine, to borrow a phrase from New Jack City, has fallen in love with a glass dick otherwise known as the crack pipe.
Adults in the throes of addiction are a conundrum. After all, they ARE grown ups so what they do should be their business. Anyone who has had addiction touch their lives know this is not true. Whether it’s financial ruin, the lost of trust, the lost of a loved one before your eyes…it’s hurtful.
In my life it not only hurts to see someone I care for lose themselves in addiction, but I (selfishly perhaps) no have to reconsider if this is a fight I want to participate in or yet another nail in the coffin of my UD relationship.
With the kids, I have to clear up the half conversations and whispers they over heard so that they know the truth and not a half ass street explanation of what is happening. For myself, I have had to endure drug fueled rambling phone calls at inappropriate times that have no beginning or end. The latest in this episode is multiple visits by Upper Darby’s finest to investigate possible break INS and now at two AM a woman standing on my friends step screaming that my friend is a crackhead.
What the f*ck?!
Normally I’d insert a Jungle Fever Gator reference to lighten the mood. I can’t. Hearing tales of strangers invited into her home to smoke, avoiding her when she’s high so that’s one less lesson to explain to the kids, trying not be judgmental because by the grace of God that could be me…
SIGH
For help with substance abuse please contact the folks below. I have worked with them through Weed and Seed and this is an excellent resource.
Holcomb Behavioral Health Systems
Substance Abuse Services
225 South 69th Street
Upper Darby PA 19082
Phone: (610) 352-8943
Hotline: (610) 352-8336
Okay, I can’t help it. Here’s Sam Jackson as Gator.
On the serious side, please pray for my friend.
– Created on the fly by Mrsrkfj
Hello and welcome. I see more addiction now that the economy stinks or maybe I’m more aware of it. It seems we fall off of prevention once people become ‘adults’. It hurts to see someone just give in.
It hurts to read this. None of my friends or family have been affected, but so many women and men I work with have ruined lives because of drugs. Too many.