Friday, January 7, 2011

Going, going, gone...

This feeling is indescribable, the pain undesirable, the love …priceless. Yesterday morning a client was pronounced dead, due to an over dose of heroin. He was only 17. He had been 6 months sober. The clients that come into the drug and alcohol rehab I work for keep getting younger and younger. Our youngest client was/is 13.

We all went to pay our respects last night, at a get together to pay respects to the departed soul. The lives that were affect because of this incident endless, 48 people mustered up the courage to show up. The rest just couldn’t find in within them to come. It was too difficult.

The life of an addict and alcohol abuser is not easy. The craving, that “one hit” can take your life in a heartbeat. The disease does not care. However, people do care. Clients come and go; little do they know what a big impact and footprint they leave in our lives. Those memories are unforgettable.

I think it’s rather humorous how many people in this world go on and complain about mindless issues. For example, paper cuts. And the rest of the people in this world are suffering each day. They either are fighting to stay sober one more hour, one more minute. Or the others are trying to control their auditory and visual hallucination because of their diagnosis of schizophrenia or their mood disorders and sexual traumas.

Working in this field has taught me a lot about life and the type of person I aim to be (if not already). Be humble in life, appreciate what you have, and appreciate life and the people around you. Life is precious, death is long. The LAST thing a parent wants to do (no matter how horrible the relationship) is bury their own child.

*My Words, My Canvas*

1 comment:

  1. Wow. Your words made me focus once again on the important things and not sweat the small stuff. Thank you for sharing your perspective.

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