Methadone clinic
Have any of you ever sat with a friend in a methadone clinic? It is not pleasant, let me tell you. I know. I know. That's a shocking revelation.
The clinic itself has a cheap, underfunded, understaffed feel to it.
It smells of poverty and dejection.
There isn't a healthy looking person in the bunch.
For most, there is no hope and no prospects but they are still trying.
It' sad and a little depressing but made a little less so with the knowledge that I could have been one of these people rather than the person sitting in the waiting room blogging about it on her cell phone.
Not that I would have an opiate addiction. Opiates make me ill. But my addiction almost brought me down this low when I was in my twenties. I was lucky to escape.
I guess these visits with my friend are good for reminding me of that.
The clinic itself has a cheap, underfunded, understaffed feel to it.
It smells of poverty and dejection.
There isn't a healthy looking person in the bunch.
For most, there is no hope and no prospects but they are still trying.
It' sad and a little depressing but made a little less so with the knowledge that I could have been one of these people rather than the person sitting in the waiting room blogging about it on her cell phone.
Not that I would have an opiate addiction. Opiates make me ill. But my addiction almost brought me down this low when I was in my twenties. I was lucky to escape.
I guess these visits with my friend are good for reminding me of that.