My $0.02

My $0.02

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Addiction is difficult, but recovery is even harder. Some of us have been around this block before and some of us are just now considering the idea - whoever you are, whatever you're going through, whatever you've done, said, wherever you've been - there is help and there is hope. In My $0.02, I explore the different facets of recovery from the addict's perspective as well as offering advice, wisdom, and guidance from experience - via my own drug addiction, I've accrued nearly 2 decades' worth of hands-on education. I have been the addict and I have been the helpless friend beside the addict. I have battled my own addictions and I have watched as my friends and family have battled theirs. For years, I lived as if nothing else mattered. Nothing but drugs. The moment when I realized how horribly wrong I was, that everything mattered, was the moment I decided I needed to quit. In some endeavors I have been successful, and some I yet pursue - in a sense, we are doing this together. There's never been a better time than right now. Let's do this!
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"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard

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