Addicts are people in the grip of a continuing and progressive illness whose ends are always the same: jails, institutions, and death.
These words hit hard, as they speak to the harsh reality of the cycle of drug addiction. It’s a vicious cycle that can seem impossible to break free from. The familiar pattern of jail, streets, motels, and institutions becomes a never-ending loop, with death looming as a possible outcome.
Each time I find myself back in jail, it’s a stark reminder of the consequences of my addiction. The streets and sleazy motels offer temporary solace, but they only lead me back to the same destructive behaviors that landed me in jail in the first place. The cycle continues, with each turn feeling more hopeless than the last. I see others around me succumbing to the same fate, their faces becoming familiar in the revolving door of addiction and incarceration. The toll it takes on my body and mind is undeniable, but the allure of the drugs is too strong to resist.
Institutionalization (All I want’s a Pepsi) becomes a temporary respite from the chaos of the outside world, but it’s also a stark reminder of the toll that addiction has taken on my life. The constant struggle to break free from the grip of drugs feels overwhelming, and the thought of death looms as a grim possibility.
But amidst this darkness, there is a subtle light at the end of the long, arduous tunnel. The desire for redemption and a chance at a better life remains alive, however faintly. I hold onto this hope, knowing that with determination and support, I can break free from the cycle of addiction and find a way to truly live again.
These are the memoirs of a lost soul, trapped in the grips of addiction, but still holding onto the hope of a brighter future. The journey may be difficult, but the possibility of breaking free from the cycle and finding a way to live a fulfilling life is worth fighting for.
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Thank you so so much for sharing Tony I’m so proud of your brother you are a miracle. God bless you.