Drugs & Pills Disorders

 

After my relapse 15 years ago, I locked myself up in high doses of anxiolytics to stifle my suffering and my fear of abandonment in addition to alcohol.

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I got on a zombie train where there is no joy or pain, a train without emotions. I hid anxiolytics everywhere to make sure I wouldn't run out. I also took ecstasy to find a semblance of illusory and equally manufactured emotions.

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But how could I find a real life, meet a companion, love if I remained locked up in a chemical cage. To find one's emotions is to accept to find joy but also sorrow. Each piece has two sides and it takes the shadow to see the light.

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What an extraordinary joy to find oneself alive and full of emotions

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I've been there and been through it.

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You can too.

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Pick up a phone instead of a pills or any drug.

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I'm here for you.