Saturday, October 24, 2020

AN OPEN LETTER TO ALL WHO ARE IN ADDICTION

 

(I first posted this back in October of 2012...thought it needed a 2nd look today)

Greetings;

I hate your meetings! I hate your Higher Power, Jesus Christ. I hate you and your program!
This letter is for all who come in contact with me. I wish you death, I wish you suffering!
Allow me to introduce myself. I am your addiction. Take your pick....alcohol or drugs....it doesn't matter to me.

I am cunning, baffling and powerful. That's me. And one more thing.....I am patient....if you try to get sober and clean....I will wait on you.
I have killed millions and I take great pleasure in doing so.

I love to catch you with the element of surprise. I love pretending that I am your friend and lover. Don't look at me like that! I have given you comfort, have I not? Wasn't I there when you were lonely? When you wanted to die, didn't you call me? I was always there for you. But....I love to make you hurt! I love to make you cry!

Better yet, I love it when I make you so numb you can neither hurt nor cry.
You can't feel anything at all. This is my true glory. I will give you instant gratification and all I ask of you is long term suffering. I've been there for you always. When things were going right in your life, you invited me in. You said that you didn't deserve good things in your life, and I was the only one who agreed with you.

Together we were able to destroy all the good things in your life. People don't take me seriously, which I find very funny.
They take heart attacks....
They take strokes seriously...
They even take diabetes seriously. Fools that you are, you don't know that without my help these things would not be a part of your life as quickly as they have.

Addiction! I am such a hated word----and yet, I did not come into your life uninvited. You chose to have me, so many have chosen me over reality and peace. More than you hating me, I hate all of you who have a 12 step program. Your programs, your meetings, your support, your Higher Power all weaken me and I can't function in the manner I am accustomed to. Now I must lie here quietly. I must wait for you to let your thinking turn back to your old ways.

When you only exist....I live.
When you live.....I only exist.
I wish you suffering and death.....

Yours truly.....
Addiction


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