A vent about addiction
My cousin, who was like my brother growing up, the happiest, funniest and most outgoing child you would ever meet... is an addict.
I've been impacted by addiction a lot in the last couple years between my ex, my cousin and one of my former close friends who overdosed on Christmas eve.
My cousin has to be the most baffling. He grew up in a good family. His parents divorced and it was messy for awhile, but other than that (which is not all that uncommon!) there was no trauma. Plenty of opportunity, plenty of love.
Years back he ended up heavy into drugs and went as far as robbing houses to pawn items for the drugs. Went to rehab. Got "clean." Got married, had a second child (had one during the height of his addiction). He has since landed decent jobs, only to eventually show up f*cked up out of his mind and lose them. About a year ago he lost yet another good job, and his family lost the house and wife left him.
Once again, he was shipped to rehab and then a halfway house, where they even lined up a job. He leaves the halfway house, is homeless for awhile, couch surfs for awhile, and then finally gets another job and a small place... and BAM, 5 months later he gets evicted and is homeless again. Totally destroying his kids and hurting everyone in his family - but completely and utterly DENIES that he has an addiction problem.
His excuse? "He is bad with money and at being an adult" and he "spends his money on cigarettes and food." ($600 per week, must be expensive cigarettes and food).
How many times does he have to "hit bottom?" I mean, losing your family & home and being homeless is not bottom? I can't comprehend the level of selfishness that addicts have. I really can't. His kids are beautiful and healthy. He is blessed to have them and doesn't give a shit.
He is, as my dad says, a tragedy waiting to happen. And it sucks. It sucks so bad.