I Don't Think It's Funny-- I Think It's Sad
Chill out? You want me to chill out...relax...don't take it so seriously. You don't see the big deal?
Well, I hope that drugs and alcohol never effect your life or the life of someone you love like they have effected mine and my family...and the other millions of people effected directly and indirectly by the disease of addiction. The millions of people who have buried their son, daughter, husband, wife, brother and sister because of something so shitty as drugs.
Think you can fool the disease of addiction? You will be the one to skirt by it untouched? You're too pretty, too wealthy, too smart? You don't fit the mold of what you think an alcoholic is or looks like?
Good luck with that...and you're wrong. Dead wrong, if you aren't careful.
I can't count the number of people who have said to me..."you're not really an alcoholic?"
One of my favorites is..."but you're so pretty,"... "you're a smart girl." I'm sorry, what?
Wake up, people! Alcoholism doesn't give a shit how pretty you are...where you go to church or don't go to church...how much your mom and dad loved you as a kid...how many degrees you have. It doesn't care what kind of house you live in...what kind of car you drive...or how much money is in your bank account. It doesn't care what race or age or gender you are. Alcoholism is an equal opportunist.
I tried for years to hide my alcohol consumption. I still find bottles, beer caps and wine corks in the most random places in my house...16 months after my last drunk. I remember drinking one night and admitting to myself that I had a problem. I was doing a pretty good job at hiding it to my family, but I knew that I couldn't hide from my health. I was terrified. I knew that if I continued to drink like I was that I was going to start seeing it effect my health in major ways. Forget the fact that I looked horrible...that was just on the outside.
The fear of damaging my liver still didn't stop me from drinking. Why, you may ask? Because I am an alcoholic. It was a risk that I was willing to take because I didn't know how to stop drinking. I couldn't. It seemed absolutely impossible. I was addicted. That's why.
So, I take alcoholism and addiction very serious because it is serious. I found out that some of my brothers "friends" called him "Pill" ...supposed to be funny since his name was Will and he had a pill problem. Guess what? Not F-ing funny! Will is dead because of his "not so serious" pill addiction.
I don't think it's funny to make fun of the latest train wreck celebrity. I don't think it's funny to joke about taking a pill to make everything better. I don't think it's funny to drown your sorrows and problems in a bottle of wine night after night.
I don't think it's funny...I think it's sad.