I came into this world on August 14 th, 1981. I almost got taken out of this world so many times, mostly due to my own poor decisions, bad choices, and my inability to deal with life. Today, as I turn 38, I’ve been looking back at my life and thinking about why I was put in this world.
This is a topic I’ve gained a lot of perspective on, both through personal experience and now working at a drug rehabilitation center . Naturally, repairing relationships with loved ones seems to be a top priority for a very high percentage of people who get clean.
While in the midst of an all-encompassing societal scandal, it’s easy to react to what’s going on with intense emotion while trying to point fingers at who we think is really responsible for this whole ordeal.
Ten years ago my son was helpless and hopeless. He was in his late 20’s with only one goal in mind, to score his next fix. While his friends were already set in their careers he lived in the microcosm of addiction. He was a college graduate yet his daily focus was on what he could steal, who he could manipulate or con for the sole purpose of buying drugs.
When a person is so severely addicted to drugs and overdoses occur, authorities are immediately called, emergency teams are dispatched, and all attempts are made to save the person. Sometimes in life, we take a dark path.
Every time I think I’ve seen it all when it comes to drug addiction and substance abuse, something else comes along and slightly shocks me. Drug users have notoriously sought after cheap and legal drug alternatives to cheat the system, so to speak…
I’ve always found life after treatment to be an interesting subject to dissect. People who seek help in the form of treatment come from all walks of life. There are different situations in many different areas, such as age, marital status, children or no children, a person’s residence, financial stability, etc.
New Jersey often gets implicated as the epicenter of the drug crisis. In 2004 when fentanyl started coming around and heroin was already a known problem, the strongest dope was notoriously from the Garden State and distributed throughout the Northeast.
This is a glimpse into the mind and world of an addict. If you think this narrative was long, arduous, and hard to read, it is. And it takes place over just a 24-hour period. Imagine days, weeks, months, or years of this. An addict’s mind is hard to understand. Priorities are messed up and the only real goal is to get high and make the pain go away. I hope this offers some insight. Help is out there, and recovery is possible. No one needs to suffer.
I have far too much personal experience on this topic than I would like to admit. For anyone who has been to treatment before, you’ve probably heard the heroin addict, the meth addict or the cocaine/crack addict talk about their plans to still go out and drink or smoke weed because they’ve never had a problem with those drugs before.