drugs, baby

when someone takes drugs it can get bad fast. i think about babies eating candy. not good. and we’re all little kids still.

someone was talking about how they got drugs. crossing county lines to go to different doctors. paying for 20- or 30-pill prescriptions. paying for therapy to back up their claim to the doctor. going to urgent care facilities. getting people in other places to send drugs. using their last credit card.

paying to keep playing a game. playing. paying.

this person said, “i know i will die if i keep doing this.”

this person’s experiences sounded so much like someone i knew that it scared the shit out of me. one reason it scared me was because i co-signed the bullshit. for years. at least three years.

drugs, baby. drug babies. i am pretty sure that a person uses what their role model or parent uses.

i am not snow white made of virgin silk, untarnished silver, melt in the rain marshmallows, wool spun by angels. far from it. but i am not a drug baby.

so in regards to this person, the one i know. whatever they say or do that is spiteful and hateful toward me, i still hope good things for them, and i hope they don’t die.




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