When I was in the throes of active addiction, I was sick. Addiction is a sickness. In medical terms, addiction gets classified under mental health, but the word addiction is everyday street language. The medical profession uses the term substance
During my decades of active addiction, I couldn’t go even days without my fix. It all started when I was a young teen and discovered pot. Eventually, pot leads to alcohol abuse and, ultimately, a crack addiction. My problem was
I lived in active addiction for more than twenty-five years of my life. During that time, I had short periods of being clean, but I’m not lying when I tell you that went to rehab twelve times before it stuck.
When I was in the throes of active addiction, a period of my life that is now more than sixteen years behind me, I was on a crash-course to my own demise. There was no talking to me. I had
When I was in active addiction, you could not get through to me. I lost the support of most of my family members, aside from my sweet nana and my granddaddy John. My own mother once said to me, “Son,