The Price of Prescription Drug Addiction
Prescription drug addiction broke my mother’s heart. That’s the hardest thing to admit, now, with the hindsight of prescription drug recovery. Prescription drug addiction broke my mother’s heart. My prescription drug addiction broke my mother’s heart. She forgave me, of course; in fact, I can’t say as she was ever mad in the first place. She was just disappointed, is all: in herself more than in me. Whatever I said, no matter how many times I told her it wasn’t her fault: She blamed herself. Always. In all ways. For as long as God saw fit to let her walk His Earth.
Prescription drug addiction, as you might expect, is a hideous disease. It destroys everything it touches: Your career. Your love life. Your family. Prescription drug addiction broke my mother’s heart. And not a day goes by I don’t wish there was a way to make it up to her.
For your own sake, don’t wait to get help. Don’t pretend you don’t have a problem. You owe yourself the truth…to say nothing of what you owe your mother.
