Researchers studying the cause of
addiction found that rats kept in
solitary confinement were more likely
to drink morphine-laced water than
those that lived in the Rat Park. The
lonely rats became addicted to the point
of fatal overdose, while the social rats
made use of running wheels and
nesting areas, sought out positive
life experiences, and preferred
drinking regular water.
“Everything you think you know about addiction is wrong… the opposite of addiction is not sobriety. The opposite of addiction is connection.”
Recovery is a conscious choice. It’s not something brought about by repeat hospital visits and pills and forced therapy sessions. Those things only supplement it. But what recovery really is, is a conscious choice to wake up tomorrow and want to live. It’s a choice to drive across a bridge and not want to jump into the water, but to admire the view.
Many people do not understand why or how other people become addicted to drugs. It is often mistakenly assumed that drug abusers lack moral principles or willpower and that they could stop using drugs simply by choosing to change their behavior. In reality, drug addiction is a complex disease, and quitting takes more than good intentions or a strong will. In fact, because drugs change the brain in ways that foster compulsive drug abuse, quitting is difficult, even for those who are ready to do so. Through scientific advances, we know more about how drugs work in the brain than ever, and we also know that drug addiction can be successfully treated to help people stop abusing drugs and lead productive lives.
I never thought I was going to turn out this way. I never thought I spend my Sunday nights searching for a clean needle for one last hit before I go to “sleep” at 4:45 in the morning. I never thought I’d sleep through 5 alarms and my parents shaking me telling me to get up. I never thought I’d be using my lunch money to buy drugs. I never thought my first priority at school would be when I could get high next. I never thought I would lose all my friends and have interventions in a school office denying I did the drug I’m high on. I never thought I would be sitting in the house of someone 6 years older then me waiting for a hit before I run to where I am suppose to be. I never thought I would be trying to fill the empty voids in my chest that were left by all the people who promised to stay and never did. I never thought I would be wearing long sleeves in 20° weather to hide the bruised veins and track marks. I never thought I would be just like my brother. I never thought I’d spend time finding places to hide drugs from my family. I never thought I would be failing school. I never thought I would be “ that kid”. I never thought I would be this way. I never thought I would be a drug addict