A Goodbye Letter From the Addict to the Addiction

I want that numbness, that feeling of tuning out the world and drowning my problems in drinks or pills or filth. I’m lost and alone and scared. Outwardly, I’m dressed like a regular frum person, but I feel like I’m faking everyone. I can’t keep this up — being all “normal” on the outside and begging for this dirt on the inside. My family is falling apart because I’m not the good girl they thought I was.

Some goodbye letter to alcohols I still feel like you still do. I think that is just a part of the disease, especially in early recovery. The worldview of anyone sitting at their rock bottom paints a bleak and understandably cynical outlook. Usually, the circumstances surrounding this state of mind involve potentially trauma-inducing elements. Keeping that in mind, the specifics of people and places matter less than the mental or emotional details.

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Imagine my surprise when I saw you had indeed written this. Wonderful letter that I hope will reach many people. I am a very grateful mom to Home of Grace. I also want you to know that the clients who are there with you will become brothers for life, just as much if not more, than your biological brothers.

Hurt is the same for those with addiction as it is for those without. The difference is how we react to and cope with our emotions, whether they are good or bad. I don’t know what drugs do for a person with addiction to help cope with disappointment. I don’t know how drugs heighten the joy of happiness.

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There are so many frustrations. Sarah Crow from MSN Bestlife Online discusses 9 common eating disorders beyond anorexia and bulimia. I am close with my family again. I have an active social life. And the obsession is gone; I don’t miss you.

I know the prison you feel trapped in. I’m here to tell you there IS freedom. Maybe you got hooked under a doctor’s care.

An Open Letter to My Son With Addiction

They will walk beside you in your recovery. They will give you tough love when you need it, and they will move heaven and earth to help you in any way you can—because you deserve better. I hope one day that everyone wakes up to what you really are so that we may all be free of your nonsensical way of life. For me, it was such a love-hate bond we had under the false pretense that I “needed” you to have fun, be social or to handle my emotions and stress. You had a way about you that made drinking seem like some kind of luxurious necessity. You preyed on my curiosity and then you sunk your teeth in with the hook that “all the cool kids” hang out with you so maybe I should too.

• And this time, I am staying clean.
• Randal received master’s degrees in counseling from Trevecca Nazarene University and in psychology from Pacifica Graduate Institute.
• This book helps to make addiction recovery possible.
• I guess it’s not easy, being friends with me.
• You sent me to the hospital more than a few times.

Are you willing to play Russian Roulette with your life and hope you don’t end up dead; hope you don’t end up under a bridge completely alone? I have news for you if you think you’re safe because you still have a job and a family. Those things are slipping away from you even as you read this because addiction takes EVERYTHING, ALWAYS, EVENTUALLY, unless you get help. I guarantee if you walk this road of addiction long enough, without help, you will certainly end up alone and afraid if not dead.

Dear Addict (or family of an addict),

You wouldn’t let me see anyone else. I would try sometimes to go out and have fun with my real friends. After only an hour or two, I would feel you calling me, tugging at me, telling me I had to go home and be with you or I would suffer consequences. The drink was supposed to make me happy but the hangover was worse than the ecstasy. The videos were poison, pain mocking pleasure. I told myself that I was not some crackpot, living on the streets, talking nonsense and spending my last penny on drugs.