Life with an Addict

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Life has a way of throwing more at us than we seem able to handle. Yet, we find strength from somewhere within....a strength we didn't even know we had. Part of my passion for other people comes from learning what unbelievable obstacles they've overcome in their life. I find their stories not only sobering, but also inspirational. Stories of people who have been on their death bed and beat the odds to live as much as 40 years. Parents who have lost their children, siblings who have lost another. Each story so sad that it's almost crippling, but each victim also someone to learn from. Each story making me realize that there's always someone out there in more pain than I.


Like them I will take one day at a time. Struggling for survival, learning from my pain. The very sight of oxycontin makes me want to be sick but I will take each day as it is and hope that I learn from each painful obstacle it brings. I will try to be stronger so that watching so many others slowly being consumed by this horrible disease won't make me less of a person. I will also pray for a miracle for the families and victims so that I won't be broken by the pain of living with a loved one controlled by this tiny pain pill. My New Years resolution is to use my experience constructively as those around me I admire so much.