Edit
I kinda made this post out of spite for the fact the most previous post in this community, whose title I quoted/copied, was getting so many downvotes… At the time I posted this, the previous post had about a 30% downvote rate, and it really, really made me mad.
I am relieved tho to see people in the comments here who have real, actual empathy for their fellow humans. Thank you for contributing here.
It blows my mind how normalized it is to hate on those who are struggling. Especially in 20fucking23 when so many of us now are on the verge of it ourselves. Let’s be better, everyone - to everyone. I beg you.
Those “paragraphs” has been the past 6 years of my life. My son was 3 when I got sick, and he’s only ever seen me lie in bed or hobble around awkwardly.
I’m not manufacturing anything, I’m living it.
No, but I’d be homeless (and I have been, albeit for a short time) right now and probably on something illegal if I didn’t live where I do. Whether you call it an addiction or not I can’t function (read: move) without opiates daily, and I get monthly injections as well. I have 12 different daily medications atm. Do you think I choose to live like this?
Before I got sick I was a respected special ed. teacher. Now I’m nothing. Life isn’t as black and white as you seem to think it is. If I didn’t have a caring wife and son there’s no reason to think I would have any semblance of a life. Many are not lucky enough to have someone.
No,
Then you’re clearly not who I’m taking about. So knock off the uppity white-knight-for-opioids nonsense and come back to the wheelhouse of the discussion-
I’m taking about HOMELESS HEROIN JUNKIES HERE IN SEATTLE.
Stop manufacturing an argument.
