“I’m Sorry”
I am sorry for the suffering that this addiction has caused you.
I am sorry for whatever happened to you, to make you choose to turn to an addictive substance.
I know part of it can be biologically inherented.
I also know, there is probably a reason you made this choice. Like so many people do.
I am sorry I don‘t have a good answer, and I’m sorry I am not doing the questions in order.
I am sorry, that you probably won’t like my opinion. Please keep in mind, it’s just an opinion.
I often call opinions, “Kleenex“ as a metaphor, I think that is self explanatory.
Here goes;
I’m truly sorry.
I mean that from my heart.
The thing is;
I know addiction is often called a disease.
I know, it’s considered a “disease” by many, including people in the medical field.
Once again; remember the Kleenex= opinion.
My child has Type 1 Diabetes.
5-7 shots of insulin a day. Everyday for the rest of his life.
His pancreas is dead/Broken. It will never Ever work normally again. There is no, recovery program, for him
He is afraid to have children because they have a 50 percent chance of inheriting T1D.
He is married. He is at an age where this is a major concern and he may adopt.
He can’t bear the thought of his child going through what he’s been through.
He can’t just go to the gym, or exercise/play sports when he feels like it.
NO, he has to wait for a high blood sugar, and then (on purpose) not give himself insulin.
Because, Any activity will bring down his blood sugar, and then he immediately has to stop! Eat something or have juice (usually orange juice) because it has a lot of sugar.
He has to wear an identification/medical braclet and has to go to doctors that specialize in T1D. They are Not local.
This is stressful because that means time out of work, or leaving early.
When he goes out to eat with friends or co-workers, he has to excuse himself to go to the restroom to give himself a shot of insulin.
He is embarrassed, he doesn’t want them to know. (Even though the medical braclet is on him) he is afraid they will/could ”label” him.
His career is in the business field. He is worried about climbing that corporate ladder, and being treated “Different” than his co-workers.
So, he purposefully stays late, goes in early and goes to late networking events, even if he’s exhausted.
He ”can‘t be different!”
(His words^)
He feels he has to “out work” everyone, and he is always the last person to leave the office.
They actually gave him keys, because this is an everyday occurrence.
The stress, the worry, the physical effects from T1D, the decision about having children and the inability to freely engage in physical activities.
^ That is a disease.
My Wish?
Is that it was me, instead of him. Sadly, I can’t change that. If I could I would, in a heartbeat.
JD4 hosted a remarkable challenge about “Free Will”
It was my first and best write, here on the prose.
I am forever greatful to him. The challenge, the support, and nice comments really helped me.
That write is called;
”Dear Free Will”
(it is on my page)
In my (old Kleenex) of an opinion;
To pick up heroin, is a choice. Not a disease.
”Dear Free Will”
I‘m sorry this is not what you wanted to hear.
Also, I’m sorry that I will Not engage in any debate via rights and wrongs, thoughts and opinions.
I have stated how I feel and why.
I truly wish you the best and will keep you in my thoughts and prayers.