https://imcbcd.com/2017/04/03/on-breaking-points/ It was pointed out to me today by my beautiful foster mum, who is also a midwife, and also wrote the blog I have decided to respond to. That my distrust in the health care system did not start during my addiction or my pregnancy, but during my FIVE MONTH stint in Starship hospital… Continue reading response to “on breaking points” blog
I wrote this just before I went to rehab…
A young friend of mine, who I am incredibly proud of, wanted to share these words with a wider audience. I have formatted them, and corrected some spelling, but the words, and the thoughts, are all hers.
I have used drugs for ten years of my life in one way or another, but recently upon a lot of reflection, I have realized I have been an addict as long as I can remember. I have been able to manipulate a situation and gain exactly what I want from it since I about three or four years old. I have always felt unloved; unworthy. And so, so, so bored.
Bored with being good, bored with the rules of society and although I never wanted to become a junkie, I never wanted to be “good”. Studies say once an addict always an addict, and in case you didn’t know, you are born…
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I have ummed and ahhed about sharing my story with the world, many times thrown around the idea of writing a book with my mum, I have shared parts of my journey with my amazing home town fellowship, but never have I told it in full black and white truth, and been OK with people… Continue reading My story of addiction, the context behind me.
*** I wrote this blog as a guest post for my beautiful friends blog, https://imcbcd.com/ **** A young friend of mine, who I am incredibly proud of, wanted to share these words with a wider audience. I have formatted them, and corrected some spelling, but the words, and the thoughts, are all hers. I have used… Continue reading love the addict in your life