574: For someone half as smart, you'd be a work of art.
Baby Britain feels the best floating over a sea of vodka.
I must admit, I've a problem with people who use bad addictions as a means of escape. Granted, as if I am one to really talk...
The recurring thing is the people in my life who use drugs or alcohol as an escape...on an almost daily basis.
Addiction is tough.
The way I see it...
First, you don't acknowledge that you're getting addicted to something.
Second, when it's brought up, you'll deny and deny and deny.
Thirdly, you'll come to terms with the fact that you're addicted.
Fourth, you'll come to a point where you wonder whether or not this addiction is worth all that you're losing.
Fifth, you'll either justify your addiction, or you'll do what you need to cut it off.
Yeah, I've got my own addictions to deal with, for sure. However, I'd hardly call myself an alcoholic. There are people addicted to weed, alcohol, sex...and I've got to wonder how you get to that point. Where you kinda don't want to be around that person because, although you yourself may not be addicted to said intoxicant, their addiction still manages to bring you down somehow.
I'm reading Chuck Palahniuk's Choke, and the idea of addictions has been on my mind. I can't help but apply the outlandish addictions illustrated in the book to myself and the people around me. The ridiculous treatments we give ourselves, the ridiculous ways we try to cope...how do you get to that point?
These past few months, well, my whole life, I've always kept in my mind the ideal woman. Admittedly, I can't see myself with a woman who has a really bad addiction...namely to pot or alcohol. I've been attracted to different women, however the caveat more often than not was the fact that a particular woman smoked weed...and it's a major turn-off...maybe because I've seen how that addiction can really control someone. Maybe it's because I can barely stand drunk people when I'm sober, and that I can barely stand high people when I'm sober...I just find it to be an un-due annoyance more than anything.
Still, I can't help but observe my own hypocrisies, when I fall off the wagon every now and again. When I get smashed. When my judgement isn't as keen as it ought to be...still, it bugs me to be honest.
I can say that behave in moderation. I don't engage in self-destructive behavior every day, or all that often. I do it in moderation...rarely if ever. I still let loose every now and then, but it's not a perpetual party either.
I've seen myself when I'm stupid. I don't like it. I feel like I've been raised to be better than I am when I lose my better judgement.
If I'm lucky, when I lose my judgement I'll be able to laugh about it and turn it into some passing anecdote.
When I'm not so lucky, when I lose my better judgement, it leaves a lasting impression on others, myself, and who knows what else.
I'd like to cut off my addictions. The right thing is rarely the easy thing.
Partying is cool.
Partying all the time, every day? It's not really a party then, is it?
I'd like to see my friends with bad addictions to get better.
I'd like to see myself get better.
I'd like to be satisfied...but when I become satisfied with everything, I don't think that I'll be doing something right. There's always something that can be improved. There's no such thing as finished work.
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And I know it's not a party if it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candleabra when you're drinking by candlelight.
I must admit, I've a problem with people who use bad addictions as a means of escape. Granted, as if I am one to really talk...
The recurring thing is the people in my life who use drugs or alcohol as an escape...on an almost daily basis.
Addiction is tough.
The way I see it...
First, you don't acknowledge that you're getting addicted to something.
Second, when it's brought up, you'll deny and deny and deny.
Thirdly, you'll come to terms with the fact that you're addicted.
Fourth, you'll come to a point where you wonder whether or not this addiction is worth all that you're losing.
Fifth, you'll either justify your addiction, or you'll do what you need to cut it off.
Yeah, I've got my own addictions to deal with, for sure. However, I'd hardly call myself an alcoholic. There are people addicted to weed, alcohol, sex...and I've got to wonder how you get to that point. Where you kinda don't want to be around that person because, although you yourself may not be addicted to said intoxicant, their addiction still manages to bring you down somehow.
I'm reading Chuck Palahniuk's Choke, and the idea of addictions has been on my mind. I can't help but apply the outlandish addictions illustrated in the book to myself and the people around me. The ridiculous treatments we give ourselves, the ridiculous ways we try to cope...how do you get to that point?
These past few months, well, my whole life, I've always kept in my mind the ideal woman. Admittedly, I can't see myself with a woman who has a really bad addiction...namely to pot or alcohol. I've been attracted to different women, however the caveat more often than not was the fact that a particular woman smoked weed...and it's a major turn-off...maybe because I've seen how that addiction can really control someone. Maybe it's because I can barely stand drunk people when I'm sober, and that I can barely stand high people when I'm sober...I just find it to be an un-due annoyance more than anything.
Still, I can't help but observe my own hypocrisies, when I fall off the wagon every now and again. When I get smashed. When my judgement isn't as keen as it ought to be...still, it bugs me to be honest.
I can say that behave in moderation. I don't engage in self-destructive behavior every day, or all that often. I do it in moderation...rarely if ever. I still let loose every now and then, but it's not a perpetual party either.
I've seen myself when I'm stupid. I don't like it. I feel like I've been raised to be better than I am when I lose my better judgement.
If I'm lucky, when I lose my judgement I'll be able to laugh about it and turn it into some passing anecdote.
When I'm not so lucky, when I lose my better judgement, it leaves a lasting impression on others, myself, and who knows what else.
I'd like to cut off my addictions. The right thing is rarely the easy thing.
Partying is cool.
Partying all the time, every day? It's not really a party then, is it?
I'd like to see my friends with bad addictions to get better.
I'd like to see myself get better.
I'd like to be satisfied...but when I become satisfied with everything, I don't think that I'll be doing something right. There's always something that can be improved. There's no such thing as finished work.
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And I know it's not a party if it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candleabra when you're drinking by candlelight.