One will choose to get rid of addictions when it's harmful.
What if the addiction is one's only cure?
I've got this habit to talking to myself. But people think I'm mad. After preparing a cup of coffee, I murmured to myself.. " Not bad. Ann. You learnt to prepare coffee. Good. Keep it up." I never wanted to learn to make it because I am not a lover of coffee or tea. Uncle Sherwood cannot live without coffee. I was more than happy to hand him over the cup of coffee, this evening. This is what I got to hear.. " Sugar is extra. Coffee powder is less." What about milk? I asked. I thought atleast that should be alright because one can add any amount of milk or that's what I assume. " Oh even that is extra. But I didn't want to disappoint you." 👹👹👹.
" What do you think you're drinking?" I asked. "...
If you want to find out who your true friends are, get sober!
Relationships change when you're in recovery, peoples attitudes toward you change. Some friends will be supportive, they want to see you happy, and for some, they start to trust you a little more i guess. Whilst some just fade away when you realise that all you had in common was alchohol or drugs. You also make new friends, often those who are in recovery themselves.
Embrace the people around you who stick around, you will need their support when you are feeling weak.
And most of all, realise that those friends who are still there, are there because they love you, despite your flaws, and not because of them!
I came back to you.
I missed you. So much. I missed your touch, your sight, your cold presence. I missed your painful help. Your red marks on my mind. Your different perception about reality.
I tried to fight. You know? I tried to fight with necessity to be with you again. But... this evening was too bad for me. So I decided to not fighting anymore.
And we can be together again.
My dear addiction.
A story my friend told me!
The Truth Behind Being A Drug Addict.
My drug experience is with being a methamphetamine abuser, so that is what will be explained and thoroughly clarified throughout this writing piece.
How can anyone assume that someone just wakes up one morning and says, “I’m perfectly fine with the idea of smoking crystal meth; I think I’m going to try it out today.” We don’t. When I say ‘we’, I am referring to not only people with meth addictions, but all drug and alcohol addicts as well. Then, how/why do drug addictions begin? Why do the users continue abusing? For the majority of people, at some point, they got thrown into a bad position where they felt pressured, cool, or ...
Thought of the day...
Since being sober I have learnt many things.
I really dont need a drink to make bad decisions!
Amidst the Monday blues, I got up late.
Well sluggish of me dint rush for morning rites, rather I was dawdling.
6 hours before :
Night has been wide awake with me for those 3 am thoughts.
The clock ticked in the silence but not a different time.
However, a new Monday was unfolding from the Sunday's darkness.
Something within me was careless and concerned both at once.
I dimmed the brightness of my phone and checked facebook.No damn friend was online to talk.
After all, this was an ungodly hour.
Then played ludo with the computer and won it for the 16th time.
At least I was a winner over the machines.
I sneaked in the quilt and before I could turn the side, it was mo...
Ten things that make me smile:D
1. My girls' laughter and playing together.
2. A perfect cup of coffee
3. Tender kiss from my boyfriend
4. Reunion of loved ones
No, i can not be your best man, but i surely can sneak some drugs into the church, it will be fun to see people get baked in front of JESUS, and enjoy your fucking wedding in the right spirit.
That's what friends do for each other, no?
Ban gayi hai zindagi cigarette ke jaisi,
Khud jalte hain auron ki talab mitane k liye..
Chahe lag jaati hai meri latt sabhi ko..
Phir bhi marte hain picha chuddwane k liye..
Udha dete hain sab fikr mere dhuyen mein..
Aur fenk dete hain kahin tabah ho jaane ke liye..
It was one year ago today that I became sober.
One year ago today that I realised that my life is my own.
I had nobody to blame but myself.
I hurt many people when I was drinking, people who cared, and they have recieved my humblest apologies....
But now my life has become a wonderful adventure, and I alone am responsible for the quality of it.
It is exactly one year ago today that I began to live.
Not everyone will understand your journey
Its not their journey to understand
Never be ashamed of your story
It will inspire others
I love desserts, I love them so much . I love the smell of freshly baked cakes and cookies , I love the taste of vanilla . The soft and tingly sensation of sweets , the velvety tastes of chocolate. I love it how chocolate, melts in my fingers , the smell of cocoa and milk . It's just simply fantastic , I love the taste and texture of crunchy crisp in between soft cakes and chocolate. The crunch you hear when you bite into the chocolate, it's just amazing. It's like music to ears and heaven in your mouth , it's a gift from god ! . Desserts are a life savor , when you're angry , take a bite of something sweet , your mood just changes . It's a comfort food to mind and heart , Just writing about...
Coffee tastes better at 2 am. And that is what I tell myself when I am avoiding sleep. When I am blasting Bohemian Rhapsody to chase away the slumber. When I am dancing to make sure my body knows that it isn't time to rest. Coffee tastes better at 2am. At least that is what I tell myself, when the real fear sets in. The dreams are vivid. In them I die or fail or I am stuck right here. In this spot. Hating everything and everyone for moving on and growing. In the dreams I am nothing. In the dreams, you forget that I exist. In the dreams, I forget how to exist. In the dreams, I never live. So I chase away the sleep. And Bohemian Rhapsody is beautiful at this time of the night. And coffee tast...
She was a perfect mixture of the morning coffee and the night wine. Either way she was an addiction.
- the nomad pen.
Pues a mi me gusta mucho el café. A veces entro en ansiedad por la noche pensando en el café que tomaré por la mañana...
El café es la razón para despertarme, hay otras razones, claro está, pero el café es el incentivo, por lo menos eso creo.
You may be on your way to work or wherever you choose and you decide to change up your routine and be spontaneous. So you take the train. But what you didn't know was that once you entered that train your life would change. It would do a whole 180 degree spin. You swipe your card and go through the gates and stand there siping your coffee or tea( I would be drinking tea). You step a bit closer to see if the train is coming but what happens next was pure luck some might say or a coincidence. You lock eyes with this stranger and instead of looking away you hold his gaze. Realizing how is eyes where dark and mysterious. And it intrigued you, they made you want to know more more a...
Hoy por la mañana me serví una taza de café, había olvidado por completo por que deje de hacerlo.
Y es que al dar el primer sorbo ya no me acordé tanto de ti.