Post by judyb on Jul 3, 2004 7:57:24 GMT -5
~I am addiction~
I hate meetings...I hate higher powers...I hate anyone who has a program. To
all who come in contact with me, I wish you death and I wish you suffering.
Allow me to introduce myself, I am the disease of addiction. I am cunning,
baffling, and powerful. That's Me. I have killed millions and I am pleased.
I love to catch you with the element of surprise. I love pretending I am your
friend and lover. I have given you comfort, haven't I? Wasn't I there when
you were lonely? When you wanted to die, didn't you call on me? I was there,
I love to make you hurt. I love to make you cry. Better yet, I love to make
you so numb you can neither hurt nor cry. When you can't feel anything at
all. This is true gratification. And all that I ask from you is long term suffering.
I've been there for you always. When things were going right in your life, you
invited me. You said you didn't deserve these good things, and I was the only
one who would agree with you. Together we were able to destroy all the good
things in your life.
People don't take me seriously. They take strokes seriously, heart attacks,
even diabetes, they take seriously. Fools. Without my help these things would
not be possible. I am such a hated disease, and yet I do not come uninvited.
You chose to have me. So many have chosen me over reality and peace.
More than you hate me, I hate all of you who have a 12 step program. Your
program, your meeting, your higher power. All of these things weaken me, and
I can't function in the manner I am accustomed to. Now I must lie here
quietly.
You don't see me but I am growing bigger than ever. When you only exist, I
may live. When you live I may only exist. But I am here...And until we meet
again, if we meet again, I wish you death and suffering.
originally posted on just4 by Ann 1/01
I hate meetings...I hate higher powers...I hate anyone who has a program. To
all who come in contact with me, I wish you death and I wish you suffering.
Allow me to introduce myself, I am the disease of addiction. I am cunning,
baffling, and powerful. That's Me. I have killed millions and I am pleased.
I love to catch you with the element of surprise. I love pretending I am your
friend and lover. I have given you comfort, haven't I? Wasn't I there when
you were lonely? When you wanted to die, didn't you call on me? I was there,
I love to make you hurt. I love to make you cry. Better yet, I love to make
you so numb you can neither hurt nor cry. When you can't feel anything at
all. This is true gratification. And all that I ask from you is long term suffering.
I've been there for you always. When things were going right in your life, you
invited me. You said you didn't deserve these good things, and I was the only
one who would agree with you. Together we were able to destroy all the good
things in your life.
People don't take me seriously. They take strokes seriously, heart attacks,
even diabetes, they take seriously. Fools. Without my help these things would
not be possible. I am such a hated disease, and yet I do not come uninvited.
You chose to have me. So many have chosen me over reality and peace.
More than you hate me, I hate all of you who have a 12 step program. Your
program, your meeting, your higher power. All of these things weaken me, and
I can't function in the manner I am accustomed to. Now I must lie here
quietly.
You don't see me but I am growing bigger than ever. When you only exist, I
may live. When you live I may only exist. But I am here...And until we meet
again, if we meet again, I wish you death and suffering.
originally posted on just4 by Ann 1/01