#addicition

The President is a junky but can’t take it direct because of his position. So he gets fixed through me…

Re: the last post I reblogged, I've been thinking of making a post similar to that bc I also grew up with alcoholic and coke addicted parents and it has traumatized me pretty deeply. And it IS disturbing and naïve how some ppl on here (and probably more on twitter lets be real) are obsessed with their theories about Harry being on hard drugs. Like not to dampen y'all's fun or anything but it's literally not cool or glamorous or quirky lol and seeing these "jokes" about someone so important to me & integral to my own healing is super uncomfy. I get loving the "rockstar image" but I think it's really really weird how some of yall fixate on this idea of Harry being on drugs. Don't get me wrong I know he's an adult millionaire in the music scene and has probably tried things here and there, but I also see how he talks about substance use, his work ethic, and to be honest I'm just downright tired of seeing these "~uwu my little coked out baby rockstar~" jokes bc like. He's NOT. And then the accounts that want to see him that way seem to get very defensive and rude over anyone saying "hey, that's uncomfortable". I know I look like a lame school speaker to you trying to tell you drugs aren't cool but for fucks sake your fascination with wanting Harry to engage w heavy substance use ranges from distasteful to offensive, and no matter what, it ostracizes the fans that have trauma around that subject and want to engage with media without running into it. Coke and alcoholism isn't cute and fun it's my mom nearly crashing the car while I'm in it because she's coming down off a coke binge and insists there's worms crawling out of her face and from under her fingernails lmao. So maybe fantasize about that image next time instead

It is hard to love an addict. Not only practically difficult, in the picking up after them and the handling of those aspects of life they’re not able for themselves, but metaphysically hard. It feels like bashing yourself against a wall, not just your head, but your whole self. It makes your heart hard. Caught between endless ultimatums (stop drinking) and radical acceptance (I love you no matter what) the person who loves the addict exhausts and renews their love on a daily basis. I used to push myself to reject him, to walk away, failing each time. I oscillated between caring for the man who was afflicted with this terrible disease, and attempting to protect myself from the emotional fallout of having an alcoholic father. It took years of refusing him empathy before I realised that the only person I was hurting was myself.

Wenn meine mam wüsste, dass ich regelmäßig einen Streifzug durch ihren Medizinschrank mache, würde sie mich wohl umbringen

Just watched John Oliver’s latest episode about the opioid epidemic. I feel like there was one line about OxyContin being not effective for back pain and knee pain dismissive and incorrect. Many people still rely on OxyContin for those conditions and have used the medication reliably and consistently for years without issue. Glib comments like those make it seem like regular people have some kind of insight into who deserves pain relief and how much. I naturally dislike statements like those.