I just think we need to treat people who were suicidal as teenagers as in the same kind of recovery as people who were addicted as teenagers. There needs to be solidarity among the mentally damned.
How directionless I feel in life right now has everything to do with refusing to make any future plans when I was encouraged to at 17. Because I was too busy planning how to off myself. My mom is a grown adult, seven years in addiction recovery and people are so proud of her from building a life from nothing. And I am too. But whats really hard is to see how she specifically empathizes with me while the rest of the world will not. I counted 3 years to the day this past April. I do so horribly near annually and I retraumatize myself when I slip up on my self talk. I have to recontextualize and rediscover the affects and severity of being suicidal at that time near monthly. Its bad. Like really bad. And its so much easier to regress than it is to move forward. This is not to say “Where’s my cookie” but where is the accommodation and solidarity for people who have been and are experiencing the same???
Also like. The people too depressed to function. Too mentally ill to function. Even if you weren’t explicitly planning on killing yourself, the people who would’ve been fine if they’d just died. It’s still suicidal, just in a different way. An even more overlooked way. Where’s our cookie. Where’s our resources. Where’s anything other than being told to not be lazy and get over it. Where’s the acknowledgment of trauma and retraumatizing and all that. Fuck.
Rant about drugs,addicts, & users. (Trust me y’all…. I have a lot more to say on this subject)
I came across this & its so f*cking true. Been saying it for years!!
To start, I TOTALLY understand addiction & how drugs CAN be bad. I watched it firsthand with my family multiple times! But drugs doesn’t always mean bad.
Ppl think It’s ok to do Coke, Molly, Pills, etc., but if U do something like Meth then ur instantly judged & ppl look at u totally different.
Example!!! I take Adderall which is just pure amphetamines (a super strong upper) that’s in pill form. No harm right?!
Well… What if I told u that METHamphetamine is the SAMETHING as my Adderall, except it has ONE extra Methyl group in it?! Still ok?
TONS of ppl use Adderall recreationally but its fine cuz it’s a prescription. But Meth, the street version of Adderall, is just horrible&disgusting.
I’mNOT saying to do drugs either. Meth & other drugs CAN be devastating on u/ur life!!! I’ve witnessed that countless times..
But ppl need to learn it’s NOT the drug doing this. It’s the USER&HOW they use it! Ppl can be 100% functional & normal while they use Meth/something else daily, weekly, etc. & you’d never know. They keep it a secret so they’re not judged/labeled as “lowlife addicts.”
A dhit ton of lawyers,DR’s,nurses,CEOs,celebrities, etc. do drugs (especially uppers like Meth) but they use it as a TOOL to get ahead, be productive, etc. Not using for an “escape” or to “feel good.”
We need to STOP viewing certain drugs, it’s addicts, & it’s users in a bad light. Addicts/users are NOT any less then us. They’re NOTworthless.
It’s not fair to judge someone because they sin differently then you do.
Drugs are DRUGS, so stop stereotyping. A meth user doesn’t always have rotted teeth & bugs crawling under their skin. Im sure u get the picture.
*NOTE*
I’mNOT condoning or supporting drugs, implying drugs are safe, or that ppl can avoid addiction or a shitty life. I just hate how certain ppl view addicts, users, & drugs in general. Addiction CAN happen to anyone. No ones immune. It takes a lot of self control to use substances without addiction & that’s not even guaranteed. Almost everyone in my family had or has a drug problem. Ppl I love have OD’d.
If you choose to use drugs, just know I will NOT judge you or look at you any less.
Justbe safe,be smart, don’t harm others, and dont think ur limitless.
Take one a day and call me in a week… lol* #addiction @winkylux @betches #pillbox #drugs #lipstick #newproducts #beauty #mattelipstick #royal #beautyblogger #Daretobedifferent #kissablelips #girlystuff
I’m embarrassed to tell you this and I know it will disappoint many, but last winter I fell into a terrible spot and I broke sobriety.
Until then, I hadn’t drank alcohol in over a decade. I don’t talk about it much, but it was a problem for me. I was drinking frequently at parties until I had memory gaps, then drank by myself, until I was waking up the next day in time for dinner. So all at once I quit. For good.
But last year on a winter evening, when my wife and daughter were at a friend’s place, I descended. Badly. I knew it was coming. For weeks I was not myself and I hid it the best I could. I found a bottle of wine in the pantry, and normally we don’t carry such a thing in the house but it was an early Christmas gift we were saving for someone. I broke it open and drank it all.
At the time I had been on antidepressants for a month or so. The alcohol plus the medication threw me into a psychotic episode. My wife found me on the floor shaking and hallucinating. I didn’t sleep all night. My body was wracked with spasms. At some point I couldn’t stop talking and I told my wife everything: every dark secret I had carried from my abusive childhood for years. Things she has never heard. Things I will never say out loud to another human, ever.
My wife stayed up with me. I felt terrible for her. She has never seen me that way. I can’t imagine what it looked like from her end. Well, I can. Seeing my mother that way when I was a kid. I remember. It was—is—terrifying.
I still think about drinking. It’s always there. A bottle. A beer. A glass. Always at the corner of my eye. I think of drowning all of it, my broken brain, every racist voice, every bully, every terrible thing that my five year old eyes never should’ve seen. I know I am lucky; I haven’t had it as hard as many. But my pain: some days it is too much. And if I could drink enough to make it go away, even for a night, it feels like a good trade. I could go the rest of my life forgetting. Just forgetting.
Bad news for addiction-pronewomen – depression doesn’t decline with age.
The study out of the University of Michigan Health System looked at more than 200 women over a 12-year period. The research shows that unlike alcohol abuse and antisocial behavior, depression does not, by itself, get better over time - it actually gets worse.
Craving sugar, or having an addiction is a real issue that many people face. Dr. Michael Roizen talks about 4 different ways to help control sugar cravings.
