Your Addiction Is Bullshit
Your Addiction is Bullshit
I’ve quit more drugs than most of you have done, It’s all in your weak little mind. Now dont get confused, I’m not belittling addicts, it’s a hard thing to deal with, but you can do it, and you can do it without other sad addicts and meetings and bullshit. These are crutches that still keep whatever substance near and dear to your heart, sure you dont do it, but you talk about it each and every week, and then when you go back to it you wonder why.
Believe all the fairy tales you want, theres no such thing as a successful 12 step program, stop being a fuckin rube about it, I go days, weeks without this or that drug, sometimes its physical symptoms, thats just like having the flu, man up. You’re stronger than any drug, or you’re not and it will kill you, you decide which its all within your mind, but stop, STOP being an annoying cunt about it, if everytime you open ya mouth you mention your recovery or whatever, just spike up, atleast youll shut the fuck up about it.
The first time I smoked crack I was like 14,we were doin it ALL weekend, none of us slept, and then I went to school monday. I felt like shit for days, but I got over it, without any external influence what so ever, i could do it as a child, you can do it as a sentient adult, stop this nonesense.
I know I sound mean, and i sound like all the ignorant people that havent been there, but I’m not mean, and i HAVE been there, half your addiction problem was people enabling and coddling you, you cant recover with more coddling, youre responsible, YOU, and only YOU can change it, collect all the dumb sobriety coins you want, theyre a nice little token of how youre wasting your life now instead of booze or heroin or, what the fuck ever.
Jesus doesnt love you, love yourself. Hell if Jesus IS real he’s the one that let you get all fuckin smacked up in the first place, he was a bit of a wine drinker I’m sure he was just passed out.
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The Whole History of the World
A 12 step program:
1 - Earth is formed from dust and shit
2 - Water forms, weird little fish frog things come out
3 - Monkeys evolve from said fish frogs in southern africa
4 - Monkeys leave africa, come up with religion
5 - Lots and lots of people die over religions
6 - we start farming animals, get a slew of diseases
7 - we wipe eachother out with diseases
8 - we invent penicillin and shit
9 - we go back to killing eachother over cartoon characters in the sky
10 - History repeats itself
11 - We all get fat, and destroy the atmosphere, we die and take everything with us
12 - The sun dies, no one is around to notice we were ever there
The End
"I will work as long as my life remains. Working for my food is what has made me happy in this life." (Gatlang, Rasuwa)
having written two books prior, both i threw in the trash ( one was well over 200 pages ) i started one the other day that im fairly sure of, and by sure of i mean im sure it needs to be written, not sure that people will read it, but people believe in jesus and 12 step programs, what the fuck do people know?!
Jesus follow one meth barbie here and all they suggest is meth barbies, we get it, mommy didnt love you or daddy/uncle touched you when you were a kid, and now you smoke meth, and when you’re done smoking meth, you post pics of other people smoking meth, and thats just, as deep as your little pea brain goes. How, stimulating.
Concerning Life
I really have 30+ plus more years of this shit? Probably closer to 30, but holy shit. I dunno if it’s because I’m smart, or because I’m dumb, but it seems like traditionally we all died by 40-50 for a reason, holy shit is this life thing a mind numbing experience. Buy shit ya dont need, pay to much for a roof to sleep under when ya not working, dread work the time ya under the roof, work to keep the roof, and so on and so on. Just fuckin, just fuckin kill me already...
*Thousands of years from now*
Two archeologists dig through the abandoned ruins of what was once called “New York City”. Deep within the rubble of an old building, something small and rectangular lays in the dirt.
Upon further inspection is seems to be a book of some sort. The pages are yellowed with time and the spine is hanging by a thread of synthetic fiber.
“The Book seems to be written in a strange dialect” says Man #1.
The archaeologists take the book back to the lab for testing. Calling upon linguists from around the world, the first chapter is deciphered.
“When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a party of special magnificence, there was much talk and excitement in Hobbiton.”
They were amazed at what they found. A tale of magic, bravery and great battles. Although the stories we’re far-fetched and fantastical, the paper on which was printed was thick and well cared for. Someone had gone through great trouble to produce it and therefore it must be based in truth.
And thus a new Religion was born. Faction after faction of humans flock to the site of the holy text. Finally, after thousands of years of secrecy, humanities history is finally revealed. Though there are no longer elves, hobbits or wizards, Humans have obviously prevailed and are meant to rule the Earth until the day Gandalf the White will return and lead them to Paradise.
Millions of people wear golden rings around their fingers to symbolize their devotion to their faith. Drawings and likenesses of the Prophet Frodo and Protector Bilbo hang in the home of every devout believer.
This is the one true religion. And any who reject it will be thrown deep into the flames of Mordor where Smaug will torment their souls for all eternity.
Infact, i grew up in a shit neighborhood, and something like 75% of the people i knew in childhood grew up to be junkies. Glad I dont have these kinda problems...
*drinks til he passes out, wakes up, drinks*
Aldous Huxley’s death note.
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Musings and more of a despondant 30 year old man, former drug addict, current writer/alcoholic. I'm unmarried, I have no children, and all my dreams are dead, I've wasted my life, and you can too! Never say never. Sometimes prolific, mostly offensive observations about people, life, and the nature of the universe. I'm a communist, your god's a lie, hate mail welcome.
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