It comes to you with a familar face or family member.It sits next to you at family parties,Pay days are the best days,because it follows you all day at work until you get off.It talks you into missing days of work.Some how it makes you feel o.k. about leaving your loves ones and replacing them with it. You forget about time,the days turn into weeks and weeks turned into months . It have now taken you to a higher plane of self pity and despair.You are living a lie,when you think you are charge it.There is only one answer to the problem stop.Addiction will consumed your life ,your  self worth. It’s like a fungus spore that latched on and spreads creating havoc in it’s wake.You have now begin to surgar coat your addiction. It now takes it’s half of the bills,rent monies.Slowly the it turns into the most important thing in your life,taking top priority even over your own health.What is the control it have over you? you are wondering the reason as you sweet talk a drug dealer into giving some credit.Now you are feeling good.The clothes you wear are old and for some strange reason you can not see that part.There isn’t any time for pity,for the most part,you doing good.This” it” I am writing about is drug addiction.I hope there is someone that I can help with my story.It is so important to love yourself first,then in returned you can love others.The drug takes the place of love,the dealers your parents and the high takes your place.Money doesn’t hold a value to a drug addict because it is no hold barred.

 Because you have something in your hands that would cost you  10.00 dollars is now 20.00 dollars,double the amount but hey you scored.The life you lead is now a double a lie. you are working for drugs at twice the amount because you can get credit.Taking a long look around the room you’re getting  high in for years, you don’t see the same people anymore.O.K. the same people but the crowd was getting smaller.The crowd are smaller because the people are dying off one by one.All of the reason were different yet the same.Neglect is the only reason rather it was medically or physically.So what was the absolute bottom for me?The one thing I always tried to do was hide my addiction from my family. After twenty years of a long battle,here I was now drug free.Then it  reared it’s ugly head again,there was a unexpected death in the family.My mom past and the moment of weakness came to past.I finished getting high for the night,disappointed about my drug addiction.I went to sleep,while sleeping my mom came to me ,boy she look angry.I ran away from my mother,she tried to speak to me again in another dream.In the morning I was still shaken from the dream ,did my mom really tried to communicated with me.I knew that she would be upset if I was getting high again.I didn’t tell anyone about the dream and when I walked past my husband going to the bathroom,he said to me ”Oh honey I dreamed about your mother last night,she told me to ask you why did you run from her ”I stopped in my tracks !!that was the last time I ever got high!!!!!!!!!!!!!!