If someone who is close to you is suffering from drug addiction, you know what I’m talking about. Addiction, as horrible as it is for addicts, can be terrifying to those who love them as well. Like it or not, if we choose to be in their lives and support them while they fight this cruel affliction, we’re taking a walk on the wild side, going places emotionally and spiritually, and sometimes even physically, that are dark and scary.
And often we’re alone.
Too often when all hell breaks loose, and the dust settles, one lone family member is left standing to walk this scary path alone with their loved one. Most others get blown away, or turn away, or run away eventually. But a mom, a dad, a sister, a lover–hopefully for the addict’s sake, one of us remains behind. One of us stays by their side all the long, and wild, and weary, and heart-breaking way.
I’ve been there, and maybe you have too.
I need someone to talk to, someone who has travelled this road, or is travelling it still, and those Al-Anon groups haven’t worked out for me. So I’m just going to start talking–right here, right now. To myself at first. And to you, maybe. Or anyone else out there who would like to keep me company on this long and lonely walk on the wild side.