Just got back from the funeral home.
I'm not seeking your condolences. Rather, I'm seeking insight.
My first.cousin has been living the hippie lifestyle for as long as I can remember. However, he met a beautiful girl in his youth, married her, and they had two beautiful daughters.
Daughter A is pretty much living a normal life.
Daughter B was the wild child, and followed in Daddy's footsteps, to the nth degree, overdosed several times, and wound up as the guest of honor at tonight's soiree.
Now, I myself had a really good start on an alcohol problem for a short while, many years ago. I had to give up cigarettes after my stepmom developed lung cancer and I knew the moment I heard that she wasn't going to make it. I do have a little understanding of addiction from the inside. But I don't for the life of me understand how one can even take a chance on something so potentially lethal, much less develop an addiction, and not even try to kick it.
To the best of my knowledge this kid never really even tried to break her addiction. If anything, she's been rushing headlong into that casket for half a decade or so. I remember seeing her a couple of years ago and wondering if it had even occurred to her that she was, essentially, a dead woman walking. This was right after an O.D.
So, what do you all think? Is it just impossible for some people to fight it? Is it nature or nurture? Is addiction an illness?
I'm not seeking your condolences. Rather, I'm seeking insight.
My first.cousin has been living the hippie lifestyle for as long as I can remember. However, he met a beautiful girl in his youth, married her, and they had two beautiful daughters.
Daughter A is pretty much living a normal life.
Daughter B was the wild child, and followed in Daddy's footsteps, to the nth degree, overdosed several times, and wound up as the guest of honor at tonight's soiree.
Now, I myself had a really good start on an alcohol problem for a short while, many years ago. I had to give up cigarettes after my stepmom developed lung cancer and I knew the moment I heard that she wasn't going to make it. I do have a little understanding of addiction from the inside. But I don't for the life of me understand how one can even take a chance on something so potentially lethal, much less develop an addiction, and not even try to kick it.
To the best of my knowledge this kid never really even tried to break her addiction. If anything, she's been rushing headlong into that casket for half a decade or so. I remember seeing her a couple of years ago and wondering if it had even occurred to her that she was, essentially, a dead woman walking. This was right after an O.D.
So, what do you all think? Is it just impossible for some people to fight it? Is it nature or nurture? Is addiction an illness?