The Privileged Addict

Put a drug in front of me and I turn into a dumpster, consuming everything in sight. I can’t stop. Nothing can stop me. Mom can’t stop me. Doctors can’t stop me. Pills can’t stop me. Nothing human or man-made can stop me. I’m screwed. And yes I know it’s wrong and I’ll ruin everything, but I don’t care. Even if I do care and I don’t want to lose my wife, job, family, savings… I go get high anyway. That’s how selfish I am. After 15 years of chronic addiction, I wanted to get better but couldn’t. I had no power and no solution. Getting physically sober would just send me into a crippling depression. I wasn’t okay with or without drugs until one night, up North, when I had a profound spiritual experience. I was equipped with a set of actions that saved my life and have brought untold miracles. I am recovered. I wrote this story to dispel the old cliché that people don’t change. People do change. I am living proof.