Glorification? There was zero glory in my addiction. It was truly the most excruciatingly humiliating and degrading experience you could possibly imagine. I wanted to commit suicide almost daliy, but didn’t have the courage for even that. Instead I’d reach for the pipe or the bottle. The cowards way out. The guilt. The shame. The hurt. The absolute misery of it. Yet here I am. And I am not alone. There are millions upon millions of us. We don’t all agree on politics or people or who we root for on Sunday. But we all have the shared experience of walking through that fire and surviving. I chose to live. That’s not a joke.
U are a bitch if u ever put your faith in Donald Trump. Idc if it was 2016 or whenever. Dude been evil from day one and yall dick ride because you got no fucking heart
guy at an AA meeting: my names trevor, haven't seen my kids in three years because of my meth abuse, I'm 8 months sober
me going next: mmmmm me likey ice cold beers a lil too muchy