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Friday, December 5, 2014

What is a Drug Addict?

I wrote a poem of sorts the other day and posted it to my Facebook wall. So I'm sharing it here since it pretty much goes with my Thursday/Friday theme. Not to mention, I went south to visit my grandsons. And that seems to slap me in the face every time I go back. Memories suck sometimes. No to mention, daughters number 3 and 4 struggle with drug addiction. Its a constant battle.

So here it is:


What is a Drug Addict?

A daughter
A son
A wife
A husband
A mom
A dad
They expect everyone to cater to their needs
Pay their rent...
Buy their gas
Buy their food
While they invest in their habit
They're emotional thieves
Stealing their families love
Their trust
Their money
Always blaming everyone around them for the addiction they crave
No one matters
Nothing is good
Everyday is a bad day
It's always someone else's fault
Life dealt them a bad deck
They're skillful hunters
Seeking to use whatever weapon against their prey
Leaving their entire family bruised

Shelly Arkon 2014
 
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19 comments:

  1. NormaDecember 5, 2014 at 1:28 PM

    Sounds like every addict I've ever known....

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  2. William KendallDecember 5, 2014 at 3:31 PM

    It is a struggle for you to deal with.

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  3. angryparsnipDecember 5, 2014 at 4:55 PM

    WOW !
    That is one powerful piece of writing.
    You are walking one rough road.
    In a small way I can relate

    cheers, parsnip


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    1. shellyDecember 5, 2014 at 5:39 PM

      I drove home Wednesday in tears. I'm beside myself.

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    2. angryparsnipDecember 5, 2014 at 11:01 PM

      I have cried in the car and screamed in the shower.

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  4. Intangible HeartsDecember 5, 2014 at 7:55 PM

    That brilliantly captures the exact way they act. So sorry you have to go through this.

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    1. shellyDecember 6, 2014 at 9:22 AM

      I wish I could climb inside my daughters. It would be fixed in 2 weeks.

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  5. UnknownDecember 5, 2014 at 10:31 PM

    Oh, so sad. Probably the same can be said about alcoholics. They hurt themselves and others too.

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    1. shellyDecember 6, 2014 at 9:23 AM

      Yes. They do. My younger daughter's dad is a functional alcoholic. And he always took care of us until he left.

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  6. Michelle WallaceDecember 6, 2014 at 4:31 AM

    Oh Shelly!
    Sorry to read about this. Makes me sad.
    It's difficult. Hang in there...

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  7. Lynn BenoitDecember 6, 2014 at 7:03 AM

    Your poem sure describes addicts/alcoholics I have known.

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    1. shellyDecember 6, 2014 at 9:26 AM

      I hear the same old same old every time I go down south. And I always spend money I don't have just to make sure my grandson has food and a roof over his head.

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  8. Alex J. CavanaughDecember 7, 2014 at 7:47 AM

    Shelly, I'm really sorry your daughters seem unwilling to win that battle.

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    1. shellyDecember 7, 2014 at 3:52 PM

      I'm working a plan. But it will only work if they're willing.

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  9. klahanieDecember 7, 2014 at 8:15 PM

    As someone who nearly died from alcoholic addiction, perhaps I can bring some hope. The focus can change away from the addiction when one understands that the only addiction to embrace is the one of love. It took a near-death experience to make me realise it was time for a real-life experience. May your daughters find that addiction is only a replacement for the real picture.

    In kindness and hope,

    Gary

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