Those of us that are in love with our addictions are continuously surrounded by a swarm of questions that stalk us like bees.
"What is wrong with you?"
"Why do you do this?"
"Are you like, emo or something?"
Bombardments of the insults and their refusal for them to see our lives through our lives. No there is nothing wrong with us, there is something wrong with the people that put us through this and make us feel like this is the only option that we have left to experience freely in this world. Does that still make our addictions wrong?
Technically no but again it all just depends. What is your addiction and how did it come to be?
"You know there is a better way, right?"
Maybe some of us would know that if there wasn't someone to tear our sanity apart after we just fixed it.
"Who taught you to do this? That this is the only way out?"
We learn from our own experiences that are formed from the first thing that comes to mind when we can't handle our pain anymore.
"You need help."
Yes we do and we are using our addictions to get that help that we so desperately need.
One more cut to ease the pain that haunts my beautiful skin.
One more snuff to stun her flawless brain.
One more drink to stall his confident pain.
One more repeat to draw out what haunts you most.
The one question that we all recognize is, "Why?"
We have our reasons just like our skeletons have theirs. Do not push us until we are ready to talk.
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I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who reads this "book" "short story" "rant" whatever you want to call it. But whoever and wherever you are just remember; only you can stop your pain whether it is one more __________ or it is to confide in friends. I don't want anyone to think of this as one of those original things you see all over the internet but it is true. Just be you no matter what, okay?
~IBB
