One of my biggest pet peeves is the term "slip". What? Did you walk down the street, slip on a banana peel and fall on a syringe full of heroin? Are you fucking serious? You CHOSE to put that shit in your system!
A man takes his mother to work, where she makes a couple dollars above minimum wage, drops her off, then proceeds to sell things that belong to her to supply his addiction. What do you get out of that? Don't you feel guilty? I could never look at myself in the mirror if I stole from my own family in order to stick a needle in my fucking arm! Yes, I'm using the f-word a lot today, but I'm angry. I'm beyond angry, I'm irate!
What makes an addict think it's okay to take things that don't belong to them all so they don't get "dope sick"? I've never heard of a cancer patient stealing in order to pay for their chemo treatments, yet their disease is truly that....a disease. Please stop referring to addictions as diseases...call them what they are, addictions, weaknesses, your own fucking making!
I've never stuck a needle in my arm, nor popped an illegal pill, nor smoked anything other than a cigarette. I don't even smoke anymore! You have to make a conscious decision to use drugs, to put something in your body in order to get high. Why the hell do you want to feel out of control of your own mind and body?
Back to the slipping thing...you chose to stand up, put your shoes on, get in the car, make the phone call, and drive to the location (which is usually nowhere near your home) to purchase the drug, which you then inserted into your arm. That's not slipping...that's choosing to be a fucking junkie!
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