One pill makes you larger And One Pill makes you small

May 07, 2010 11:39

THEY say that you always remember your first Overdose.
One might think that if you have had multiple ODs (and still live), your memory for such an event might be uhh..impaired, but should you remember, it would be a hell of a tale. If I couldn't remember (and I'm sure some don't), I'd make up the details (and I'm sure some do).

A good OD story provides an entertaining anecdote for nearly all social settings. I know that I will cherish the mock expressions of shock and horror when shared over a cocktail at a social reception. However, they will be enthralled and not look away.

And imagine how much credibility and acceptance, I'll gain at recovery groups/meetings.

Instantly, the gory details (as they bound to be with my telling of even the most mundane incident) will allow me to hold sway over a captive audience while others "relate" and perhaps, long for their first OD.

I will be the center of the universe for those glorious moments during the telling and re-telling of my first overdose.

I can't say that I've overdosed yet and I can't say that I want to, but let me just say, I can see how easy it would be.

In fact, I'm going to go out on a limb and PREDICT my first over dose.

This is not meant to be controversial. It is not a pathetic cry for help. It's not even really a cry at all. This is not even meant to be dramatic (like deleting one's journal for attention). It's simply a statement. A fact. Inevitable. A foregone conclusion....but hopefully, not too conclusive.

I will become a cliche (if I am not already). And I also will become a statistic.
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