You’re alive. You’re here. You’ve made it through another day and though there are 365 of them every year and you’ve lived through thousands before, you made it through this one. The world is a better place because you are here, living through another today.
Anyone who glorifies drug addiction for the sake of fucking grunge or art or fucking just tumblr being a cunt and romanticizing literally everything, can go fuck yourself.
Addiction isn’t fucking beautiful, it’s terrifying. Actually being addicted to drugs and then getting clean and recovering from it, is a lot harder than it seems. It’s not fun. It’s not cool. Being addicted to drugs isn’t waking up in a bathtub with your friends, it isn’t all fun and games. Being addicted to drugs is waking up in your own vomit, it’s not showering for weeks at a time, it’s living only to get high and getting high so that you can live. Addiction is lying to your own mom for drug money. Addiction is not eating for three weeks, because it’s either food or drugs. Addiction is destroying your relationships and making new ones with bad people, it’s building walls of amphetamines around your brain. Addiction is having your body shut down because of not sleeping or eating for weeks. Addiction is losing the best job you’ve ever had because you wanted to get high instead of go to work. Addiction is turning down wonderful opportunities because it doesn’t involve drugs, addiction is somehow getting three grams every night. Addiction is craving the come-down. Addiction is losing all hope and slitting your wrists in a tiny bathroom in the basement, because you just want it to be over. Addiction is always pushing your limit and not being afraid to.
Addiction is scary. It takes lives. When you get clean, you finally think you’re done. You think you’re going to get on the road straight to recovery and never look back. No. You have slip-ups. Some of us get sucked right back in. For me, addiction had me at a point where I get sick at even the thought of the feeling I got from drugs. Euphoria and nostalgia both make me want to vomit. It’s no longer comforting. Addiction is completely fucking your neurotransmitters for the rest of your life. Addiction is completely fucking yourself for the rest of your life. Addiction isn’t some aesthetic. Addiction is scary. Addiction is real.
― A former addict who’s really fucking sick of seeing people acting like addiction isn’t a serious fucking illness because of this fucking website (via fishdticks)
Why do some addicts judge other addicts drug of choice so hard? Like “I’m a meth addict but at least I’m not a heroin addict” or “I’m a heroin addict but thank god I’m not a crackhead.”
Why? In the end we’re all hurting addicts just looking for an escape. We all know the same hurt, pain and struggle of addiction. We all have the same disease of addiction. Addiction is addiction, and it doesn’t care how you feed it as long as you’re feeding it.