addiction

The realities of addition; the truth about living under, above and beyond the influence of drugs and alcohol.

All a Junkie wants is Avocado on Toast
My eyes heavily cracked open after midday. For the past what seemed like years, I had regulated my routine to being that of non at all. Three days earlier Nick and I had imposed ourselves onto our friend, Eddie, and into his tiny studio apartment. A double mattress lay on the floor with a small flatscreen perched at the foot on a grey plastic milk crate. The menu screen for Sin City playing on repeat. I must have been tangled in those sweaty sheets for twenty four hours at least.
By sarah-rashael6 years ago in Psyche
Support All Forms of Recovery
Support All Forms of Recovery As a nation, we’re in a trying period like most of us have never experienced before. Prior to Covid-19, the recognized estimate of those struggling with an issue of Mental Health was one in five Americans, although many of us in the industry believe that to be criminally low. During this pandemic, however, that estimate has been as high as one in two, with rates of anxiety and depression skyrocketing.
By J. Shifman6 years ago in Psyche
Opioid Crisis.
Through the years our communities and our people have been affected by the use of drugs. Many people have become addicted to opioids because most of these drugs are being prescribed by our doctors. Health professionals know that most drugs that they create are highly addictive but they still sell them. Tension between the law enforcement and health professionals have been created, because not everyone thinks that drug addiction is an illness that should be treated. Opioids crisis have affected many communities, People that have been affected are trying to help others, and law makers are finally trying to help those who are drug addicts and their families.
By Veronica E6 years ago in Psyche
Give Me A Break!
Today, I went to my first NA meeting, Narcotics Anonymous. I have been to a redemption like this before. Therefore, I am saying that this isn’t my first adventure. Intuitively speaking, I should have never let go of this trip in the first place!
By Tyris Branford6 years ago in Psyche
Johnny
"Hollow! Maadeeem" ....was the greeting that sounded so sweet to my ears every morning, when I went to open our restaurant"American Bar and grill" in Goa,India.Yes, that was actually"Hello! Madam" from the kindest and most humble human being I ever met,Johnny.
By Jacqueline Payne6 years ago in Psyche
Dopamine, Alcohol, and You
I was curious about Alcohol as a remedy, because self-medicating seems to be somewhat of a trend. I wanted to know if alcohol deficiency was linked to certain types of disorders (outside of AWS) and dream states, where the lack of alcohol caused the presence of disorder symptoms and night terrors,and the presence of alcohol served as a remedy for the symptoms and better sleep habits. After extensive research of current research out there available on the inter-webs, I found quite the opposite. Despite, alcohol being known as a feel good for parties, it actually can do extensive damage to your brain (which is why it's for special occasions).
By Kaye M.6 years ago in Psyche
My battle with in!
I grew up in Fairbanks alaska and I grew up as fast as I could. In a hurry for sure. My mom was a single Parent and when she married her first husband I was out. So then I moved with my grandma who gave me anything and everything I wanted. Now I thought since i didnt ever meet my dad that I was missing something and tried to find it with every him I could find only to end up without a him and no love. Turning to drugs as a main source of LOVE so I thought.
By Shannon Pitka6 years ago in Psyche
Baby Doll
I was coming up on a quarter century... So far, it was a life perfectly thrown in the gutter. Its almost too easy to convince yourself you do have sky high aspirations. Heroin is lovely at making it ALL feel extra magical. Masking her pain inside daydreams of luxury. You 'nod' out for a break of visions. Some wild, some weird, all of them pure joy. Nothing about the mundane day can touch you. Not with this escape. Every participant is apart of a delusion-ally incredible existence. Even sitting in a room all day; sky high full of kitten shit, wont phase you. You could see someone scouring the grungy, dust-mitten house; looking for a clear water bottle. Something 'clean' for that hit of pure orgasm.
By Heather Glasses6 years ago in Psyche
Can Mitragyna Kratom Treat Opioid Withdrawal Symptoms
Kratom, also known as Mitragyna Speciosa is a unique specie that grows in the northern parts of Southeast Asia such as Thailand, Malaysia and Myanmar. Kratom has been in use since a very long time dating back to the nineteenth century.
By Jennifer Kurtz6 years ago in Psyche
Loving a Drug Addict
This is one of the hardest things iv had to write as i am very passionate about this subject. I am doing this as closure for myself but to also help others dealing with their loved one being an addict. Drug addiction is never easy for those suffering and those around them especially the ones who love them. There is no easy way out when someone is addicted to drugs unfortunately and that's just the harsh reality. It takes a great deal and the mind set of WANTING to over come it. Loving someone as we know is so powerful and strong that it blinds us from the bad and makes us hazy to see their wrong doings. It makes us more prone to forgive because we care so much. We also care too much that it makes us angry, bitter and aggressive because we don't know how else to show our care for them. This is my story battling the side effects of being in love with an addict.
By Daina 6 years ago in Psyche
More than Enough
There I was, sitting at my kitchen table, blissfully watching a video on fireflies. The sheer brilliance and magic of their performance nearly brought me to tears. With theatrical elegance and choreography to rival that of my city’s renowned Royal Winnipeg Ballet, tiny, winged dancers darted and flickered through each Grande Jeté, each Pirouette, with ethereal perfection across a forest stage of moss and lichens. In my state of revelry I barely noticed that my son had entered the room and stood watching, the fireflies, over my shoulder.
By Christina Perry6 years ago in Psyche
Tea for Two
The hundreds of miles from Guatemala to Texas play out like a movie in my head. I see my ten-month-old daughter tucked into her papoose against my chest, and my wife Chetta clinging to my arm as we trudged the path to the United States wearily. Chetta is swollen and heavy with our second child. I see our guide finally waving us into the land of freedom. Chetta is in a lot of pain from having contractions for the last few hours of our journey. I wrap my arm around her, squishing Nina between us, “Almost there mi amor.” I whisper to her. A truck is waiting for our group of forty immigrants. The plan was to go to Laredo, and then, dispersing, find our own way from there.
By alia weylock6 years ago in Psyche