addiction
The realities of addition; the truth about living under, above and beyond the influence of drugs and alcohol.
Black-Out Awakening
AWAKE FROM THE BLACK-OUT, NORMAN BATES “WAKE UP, SUNSHINE” I have given up the desire of liquor for good. The intoxicant in which relaxes the mind through the depths of reality should be the savior for people. I used to drink to relax because the anxiety of being surrounded by strangers is not natural for me. Drinking made me open up more because beneath the surface I was uptight. I used to judge everyone I see and meet thinking I am wasting my time because our conversations weren’t going anywhere. Drinking helped me let loose especially if I seen someone interesting I wanted to talk to.
By LAiney Bee5 years ago in Psyche
The Call
I'm sitting on my couch, staring at the syringe. The phone rings. It's Dad. … I have to force myself out of bed. The pain is unbearable, but I have to work or I won't make my rent this month. My vision is blurred, and I can see those hazy spots you get when you cough or sneeze way too hard.
By Jeremy McLean5 years ago in Psyche
ADDICTIVE FOODS AND HEALTH
Most of us have a laid back attitude when it comes to painting a picture about ourselves. That is why we consume food called addictive. These products include exercise stimulant drinks (they come in cans and look like cola), flavored aerated drinks, tobacco, betel nut, betel leaf, strong coffee, strong tea, Ma Huang (a compound like epidermis consumed in China) and alcohol.
By Prestigious Storse5 years ago in Psyche
Getting sober at 19
Imagine this... It’s Friday. You’re wrapping up a long work week. Plans are circulating around your office that begin once the clock is punched. You agree to go out with a couple of your close co-workers to your favorite place to grab a quick drink to toast the weeks end before going home. After you do so and unwind a bit, you make it home and go on about your normal evening routine. Sounds pretty standard right? Well, you’re probably not an alcoholic then. I am however, and learned so at a very young age.
By Jordan Crowley5 years ago in Psyche
Junkie
She'd been clean for three years now. At so many different times she didn't think it was possible. Now after all had changed, she was ready to make peace with her past mistakes. Though, she did have one more person she wanted to see. One more place she needed to let go.
By Fabricating Fiction5 years ago in Psyche
Fresh Start
I want to stop using this year. To kick it, for real. I know I say that every year, but this year, it’s for real-real. So many of my pals had gone before, you know. They just faded or ended up turning bright blue in someone’s bathroom or coming to an end on the street or a bar. I’ve been lucky for too long and know that I’ve run my luck. I can’t breathe right and I’m real hot.
By Julian Grant5 years ago in Psyche
Addiction at its Finest
I think it comes as no surprise that addiction is a bad thing. It leads to family and financial conflict and disrupts community life. Addiction occurs when we become reliant on a substance or action to bring us some sort of satisfaction. Addictions come from many different substances, some of which are actually legal. It's not always an illegal substance that can kick-start our addictions. Alcoholism and tobacco, fast food and junk food from the stores, gambling (in designated spaces) are all legal forms of where an individuals addiction can begin. Some women, maybe even men too, get addicted to shopping, online or in stores. The thrill of throwing money away just to satiate whatever need or desire we have, is so appealing in the heat of the moment. Self-harm can become addicting or can be the result of an addiction.
By Shasta Scott5 years ago in Psyche
I Smoke 7,300 Cigarettes a Year
That’s a lot of cigarettes! I’ve only started smoking in the past couple years, as a way to cope with trauma and anxiety. Now I’m captivated by the pull of a fresh cigarette. When I’m out of smokes, I feel it. Hurried, I rush out to buy my next pack.
By Michael X Christopher5 years ago in Psyche
Instagram Ads Saved Me from Myself. First Place in Fresh Start Challenge.
The best way to truly know me is to look at my targeted Instagram ads. No, seriously. Every weird remark I’ve made offhandedly to a friend, every late-night wine-fueled google search, every questionable Pinterest account I’ve pinned for later is all well-represented in the ads I scroll through every five to six images on the gram. And this month it’s Sober, Sober, SOBER (read in a used-car dealership announcer voice).
By Aj Slepian5 years ago in Psyche
WHO? WHO? WHO?
“Hoo, hoo, hoo.” “Who? Are you asking who I am?” the young woman asked the mysterious voice. Her body trembled as her hands fumbled with the bag of powder. She knew it was poison to her body, but she also knew how it made her feel for just those few brief hours.
By Malia Hebert5 years ago in Psyche
