Hunter S.
Greenlighter
Hello. My drug use has been riddled with relapses, recovery, lieing, hurting others, hurting myself, breaking hearts, and all the negative things you can think of. So I ask, "why choose to use substances that I know will only lead to my own self destruction? Although I am not addicted to a substance I am addicted to the concept of getting high.
But is the rush I get from using these drugs really worth the short lived escape from reality that drugs provide? Of course not, yet I choose to do the things that I know are just a quick and easy burst of dopamine. I choose to ignore the fundamentals my parents have put into my brain, I choose the "wrong thing" even though I'm perfectly aware of the "right thing". Is having fun getting high really fun? Or is it a mechanism for my own self destruction.
There's a phrase used to describe oneself when high, "I'm feelin right" they say. But we all know that we are "feeling wrong" so why do we as drug users continue to do the very thing that causes tension in family life, the thing that breaks down relationships in a manner more terrible than murder.
To so I have a love hate relationship with drugs is an understatement. I love drugs more than I love to breathe.
The only way I can describe the extremely complex relationship between drugs and I is fucked up, just plain fucked up.
I know I am just rambling, but I know some of you if not all of you ow exactly what I'm speaking of. The self destructive habits that we are in love with.
Don't get me wrong, drugs are great on a certain level. Stims can make you productive when you aren't feeling productive, and hallucinagins can give you a better outlook on life and love. But when moderation is replaced with habit. That's when drugs become a daemon, smthing that controlls your thoughts and behavior.
Not a day goes by that i wish I had never started using. From the moment I took my first toke of weed I knew in my heart that I was choosing a lifestyle that would be with me forever.
But is the rush I get from using these drugs really worth the short lived escape from reality that drugs provide? Of course not, yet I choose to do the things that I know are just a quick and easy burst of dopamine. I choose to ignore the fundamentals my parents have put into my brain, I choose the "wrong thing" even though I'm perfectly aware of the "right thing". Is having fun getting high really fun? Or is it a mechanism for my own self destruction.
There's a phrase used to describe oneself when high, "I'm feelin right" they say. But we all know that we are "feeling wrong" so why do we as drug users continue to do the very thing that causes tension in family life, the thing that breaks down relationships in a manner more terrible than murder.
To so I have a love hate relationship with drugs is an understatement. I love drugs more than I love to breathe.
The only way I can describe the extremely complex relationship between drugs and I is fucked up, just plain fucked up.
I know I am just rambling, but I know some of you if not all of you ow exactly what I'm speaking of. The self destructive habits that we are in love with.
Don't get me wrong, drugs are great on a certain level. Stims can make you productive when you aren't feeling productive, and hallucinagins can give you a better outlook on life and love. But when moderation is replaced with habit. That's when drugs become a daemon, smthing that controlls your thoughts and behavior.
Not a day goes by that i wish I had never started using. From the moment I took my first toke of weed I knew in my heart that I was choosing a lifestyle that would be with me forever.
