Reblog of: My confession on living with a drug addict.

Below it is written that addiction and disease are one in the same. This is true.

I am one of the healed people. . . Society may have shunned me, and only grudgingly accepted the ‘new’ me, but God never gave up on me. . . I once counseled a patient in a psych-ward who said and I quote “there must be a God if my sister could fly all the way from Cape Town just to see me..” – that touched me.

If I may, I would like to suggest that instead of being angry at the world for their misunderstanding, take the energy of that emotion and use it to reach out to someone who is fighting demons that no-one else knows about. Show them that as a person of the world that supposedly “doesn’t care”, you are a person who does.

Who knows, you might just be the light they always needed to see.

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The disease of drugs are one of the worst things on this planet earth, in my opinion of course.

This is a subject so close to my heart, I wish it was not. But unfortunately circumstances force you to pay attention to the things you have been ignorant of for years.

As a young person, in a small town somewhere you’ve never heard of before, buried away in trees, waterfalls and the weirdest weather on the planet earth, I have been affected by drugs. No, I did not do them myself, I am way too much of a wimp to ever have enough guts to try them. But someone very close to me was affected by it. And when you find out that a person you love has been controlled by addiction it makes you question things you thought to be true.

I know from personal experience that it does…

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