Addiction
October 6th 2006 00:01
‘Hi my name is Ronald and I’m an addict. That’s why I’m here at GPA’.
‘Thank you Ronald. Would you like to tell the rest of the group how you came to be an addict?’
‘Well I was only a young man at the time. I had just turned ten at the time, it was my birthday in fact. My parents had gone all out for my party. There was a pony ride, a clown and a jumping castle. But when I saw it I just couldn’t help myself and I took some while no one was looking. That night after everybody had gone to bed I snuck off to the bathroom and tried it. What can I say, I was young and didn’t know any better.
I kept it hidden for several years but I just could’t hold down a job. It always ended the same way. I would show up for work while under the influence. I mean, well you know how hard it is to hide that sort of thing, sooner or later you get caught.
‘Ronald you are among friends here. Please go on. Everybody here has been through it. We won’t be shocked.’
‘Well with no job again I tried to cut down on it. But I still needed to eat so I started busking as a mime artist in malls. It was no good I just could not get by on such a small amount of it. I always needed more. I would find myself in the bathroom in the middle of the night with no idea how I got there. Some times I would use my entire supply and not remember where or when.
At the time I was spending up to two-hundred dollars a week for the stuff. I was so strapped for cash that I started doing birthday parties as a clown just to get a regular fix. Then I got a job for a corporation. The pushed it on me. They knew I needed it and they worked me like a dog. The pay was peanuts and the hours shit but I needed it and they supplied it. They had me over a barrel.
‘What made you decide to get help Ronald?
‘Well I think that I always wanted help. I was just too embarrassed. I thought I could beat it on my own. . . no that’s not true. When I was using it I was a God. I didn’t want to quit. I could do anything. Be anyone. I had power. I was great.’
‘So, Ronald, what made you change your mind?’
‘It was the children, I started to notice other potential users among the children. I didn’t want to be the cause of someone’s wasted life. Once those thoughts entered my head it wasn’t long before I had to face up to my own wasted life. It wasn’t easy though. All those years as an addict were hard to overcome. It took me two years to get the nerve to throw my grease paint away and come here to Grease Paint Anonymous tonight. I mean, look at me I’m still shaking like a leaf.’
‘Thank you Ronald. Would you like to tell the rest of the group how you came to be an addict?’
‘Well I was only a young man at the time. I had just turned ten at the time, it was my birthday in fact. My parents had gone all out for my party. There was a pony ride, a clown and a jumping castle. But when I saw it I just couldn’t help myself and I took some while no one was looking. That night after everybody had gone to bed I snuck off to the bathroom and tried it. What can I say, I was young and didn’t know any better.
I kept it hidden for several years but I just could’t hold down a job. It always ended the same way. I would show up for work while under the influence. I mean, well you know how hard it is to hide that sort of thing, sooner or later you get caught.
‘Ronald you are among friends here. Please go on. Everybody here has been through it. We won’t be shocked.’
‘Well with no job again I tried to cut down on it. But I still needed to eat so I started busking as a mime artist in malls. It was no good I just could not get by on such a small amount of it. I always needed more. I would find myself in the bathroom in the middle of the night with no idea how I got there. Some times I would use my entire supply and not remember where or when.
At the time I was spending up to two-hundred dollars a week for the stuff. I was so strapped for cash that I started doing birthday parties as a clown just to get a regular fix. Then I got a job for a corporation. The pushed it on me. They knew I needed it and they worked me like a dog. The pay was peanuts and the hours shit but I needed it and they supplied it. They had me over a barrel.
‘What made you decide to get help Ronald?
‘Well I think that I always wanted help. I was just too embarrassed. I thought I could beat it on my own. . . no that’s not true. When I was using it I was a God. I didn’t want to quit. I could do anything. Be anyone. I had power. I was great.’
‘So, Ronald, what made you change your mind?’
‘It was the children, I started to notice other potential users among the children. I didn’t want to be the cause of someone’s wasted life. Once those thoughts entered my head it wasn’t long before I had to face up to my own wasted life. It wasn’t easy though. All those years as an addict were hard to overcome. It took me two years to get the nerve to throw my grease paint away and come here to Grease Paint Anonymous tonight. I mean, look at me I’m still shaking like a leaf.’
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