Heroin: A plague.
So it's approximately 2:37 AM. I felt compelled to write this entry despite my being exhausted. I need to vent.
I wan't to talk about an absolute murderer - HEROIN. A few years ago, I had never really knew or been subjected to anyone who would even so much as think about using that heinous drug. Now...about 15% of the kids I went to grade school with are either in jail because of it, in rehab (for the millionth time), or dead. Yep, you heard me - dead.
Tonight, another one passed away. Although I did not know this kid, I did know who he was, and went to grade school with his brother. It hurts. The fact that I see so many people who allow such a powerful drug run their lives. It's like they can't get away. I've heard of all sorts of addicts, and this is by far the hardest addiction to overcome it seems. I'm sad that I can't do anything...or help in some way, shape or form. Truth is - the only way they can be helped, is for them to perservere and help themselves.
I can honestly list 20 people (or more) that I know who are struggling with that battle. TWENTY. That's unbelievable. Honestly, if you don't know me personally...you're probably under the impression that I live in some urban town with lots of crime, violence and well, drugs. Ha. Quite the opposite my friend. It's considered a rather upscale town. A town with a great education system, next to no violence, but suddenly a surge of drug addicts. One tries it...another tries it...it's a disease - a plague of sorts.
Now some can say "they deserved it", or "they did it to themselves". But we're past that. Everyone has their faults. Some are addicted to gambling, sex...whatever it may be. Only their weakness was a drug that made them feel so amazing and so above everything, that they simply couldn't stop. I honestly could never point fingers at anyone personally. Not to say I've ever tried or would try such an awful drug, but I have had my share of trying certain "party favors". But I will say...that someone could pull out a suitcase with 50 million dollars in it, and say "only if you try it...will I give you this money." No money, no anything could ever make me commit suicide.
I swear, there was one girl I went to school with, who wasn't much of a talker, she was very reserved actually. I played sports with her..she was shy and always nice to those around her. As far as I know, she got good grades and her parents were the quintessential American family. Great lives, great hearts...very involved in the community. I swear, they were like the Governors of my town in ways. Next thing I hear, is that this girl whom I always knew to be the sweet girl who was such a sports fanatic, was on the streets addicted to dope...track marks all over her arms, and looking like a cancer patient gone through chemotherapy a couple thousand times.
Many of these people were friends of mine...we used to play house, kick a soccer ball, go to girl scout meetings together. I mean, I spent my childhood with half these kids. Now their lives are ruined. I get scared; so scared that one of these people I knew long ago will OD like that young man did last night.
I don't understand. What are these people lacking in their lives, that cause them to go to such great extreme in order to achieve such temporary happiness? What's missing. Is it a trend or is it something that is simply missing in the lives of young adults these days? I want to know. I want to help. I don't ever want my nephews and neices whom I love so much to be subjected to such tragedy or even to know at great length the effects of such evils like my friends and I do. It's scary...if it's not one drug, it's another.
It's not even as if these people are 17, or 18. They're at an age where we don't lack nearly as many braincells as we did in the previous years.
I'm hoping that this epidemic will stop. I cannot bear to hear that high schoolers are looking at this as an option for a "fun night out."
Let's hope, let's pray, let's cross our fingers that no more lives will be taken; and certainly not by a disgusting predator like heroin.
I wan't to talk about an absolute murderer - HEROIN. A few years ago, I had never really knew or been subjected to anyone who would even so much as think about using that heinous drug. Now...about 15% of the kids I went to grade school with are either in jail because of it, in rehab (for the millionth time), or dead. Yep, you heard me - dead.
Tonight, another one passed away. Although I did not know this kid, I did know who he was, and went to grade school with his brother. It hurts. The fact that I see so many people who allow such a powerful drug run their lives. It's like they can't get away. I've heard of all sorts of addicts, and this is by far the hardest addiction to overcome it seems. I'm sad that I can't do anything...or help in some way, shape or form. Truth is - the only way they can be helped, is for them to perservere and help themselves.
I can honestly list 20 people (or more) that I know who are struggling with that battle. TWENTY. That's unbelievable. Honestly, if you don't know me personally...you're probably under the impression that I live in some urban town with lots of crime, violence and well, drugs. Ha. Quite the opposite my friend. It's considered a rather upscale town. A town with a great education system, next to no violence, but suddenly a surge of drug addicts. One tries it...another tries it...it's a disease - a plague of sorts.
Now some can say "they deserved it", or "they did it to themselves". But we're past that. Everyone has their faults. Some are addicted to gambling, sex...whatever it may be. Only their weakness was a drug that made them feel so amazing and so above everything, that they simply couldn't stop. I honestly could never point fingers at anyone personally. Not to say I've ever tried or would try such an awful drug, but I have had my share of trying certain "party favors". But I will say...that someone could pull out a suitcase with 50 million dollars in it, and say "only if you try it...will I give you this money." No money, no anything could ever make me commit suicide.
I swear, there was one girl I went to school with, who wasn't much of a talker, she was very reserved actually. I played sports with her..she was shy and always nice to those around her. As far as I know, she got good grades and her parents were the quintessential American family. Great lives, great hearts...very involved in the community. I swear, they were like the Governors of my town in ways. Next thing I hear, is that this girl whom I always knew to be the sweet girl who was such a sports fanatic, was on the streets addicted to dope...track marks all over her arms, and looking like a cancer patient gone through chemotherapy a couple thousand times.
Many of these people were friends of mine...we used to play house, kick a soccer ball, go to girl scout meetings together. I mean, I spent my childhood with half these kids. Now their lives are ruined. I get scared; so scared that one of these people I knew long ago will OD like that young man did last night.
I don't understand. What are these people lacking in their lives, that cause them to go to such great extreme in order to achieve such temporary happiness? What's missing. Is it a trend or is it something that is simply missing in the lives of young adults these days? I want to know. I want to help. I don't ever want my nephews and neices whom I love so much to be subjected to such tragedy or even to know at great length the effects of such evils like my friends and I do. It's scary...if it's not one drug, it's another.
It's not even as if these people are 17, or 18. They're at an age where we don't lack nearly as many braincells as we did in the previous years.
I'm hoping that this epidemic will stop. I cannot bear to hear that high schoolers are looking at this as an option for a "fun night out."
Let's hope, let's pray, let's cross our fingers that no more lives will be taken; and certainly not by a disgusting predator like heroin.
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