Heroin is one of the worlds most disgusting things, right up there with child rape and Kony. What it does to families of addicts is almost as bad as what it does to junkies themselves. And, oh, forgive me, I'm not supposed to call them junkies. Apparently they're offended when referred to as such.
Shoplifters would probably rather be known as forgetful payers and home invaders assertive borrowers, but ya know what? Heroin offends me and I'd rather be known as the mother of a fill-in-the-blank-with-just-about-anything. The drug world I've been drug into is offensive. So fuck you.
Don't wanna be called a junkie? Stop banging it! I'm really tired of the lingo, paraphernalia, jail, track marks, crimes, lies, sob stories, guilt pushin bullshit and drama that comes with the clean needle exchange kit. The dealers have to deal, well so do I. Their product's offensive and so is mine. They're not apologizing and I never realized how much we have in common. I've composed a, "Tired Of Being The Mother Of An Addict," little ditty. Sung to the tune of: If You're Happy and You Know It.
Feel free to sing along....
Mugggin old men in the Walmart park-ing lot?
Pocket fulla discount gift cards that are hot?
If Best Buy's from where you flee
Carrying 32 inch LG's
And a needle's in your arm, you're a junk-ie!
Ok I won't call em junkies. I'll just say they're farsighted tailors. They intend to just take up the hem, but the needle keeps getting stuck...in their arm. Oh, and another little snag, instead of thread, they use heroin. That's not junkie, just a wardrobe malfunction. Has me in stitches. Clap, clap.
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4 comments:
I love this post and I thank you for writing it. I am also the mother of an addict, not heroin exactly, but close enough. Pills, opiates, oxycontin, roxies, blues, whatever the fuck they are called. Anyway, she is 18 months clean and sober, but I will always have a little fear that she will go back. Good luck to you, we are both on a hard road that wasn't something we could have ever planned for in a million years.
I'm sorry, but glad she's doing well. If you have time, take a look around here, there's a lot about addiction. I spent a lot of time on your blog and am stunned over how much we have in common.
By doing foster care for addicts and because I had care of their children, I agree with you on how dare them think they are entitled to a not so offensive label, do the drugs you get the label no sugar coating. DRUGS ARE BAD PLAIN & SIMPLE!!! I wish you strength :))
Thank you Janice.
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