3/10/2024 0 Comments Goodbye letter to my addiction![]() Instead, I choose my two nieces and two nephews.Ĭrystal Meth, to you I say good-bye and reacquaint myself with my family, including my 97 year old grandmother who is still alive and well.Ĭrystal Meth, I’m tired of wasting time with you, and instead will return to my hobbies of model trains, gardening, cooking and photography.Ĭrystal Meth, I’m no longer confining myself to Greenfield, isolated and alone with you, a butane torch and a pipe. What do they say - with friends like you, who needs enemies.Ĭrystal Meth, I’m ending this friendship. In my final moments of despair, I would have even taken the life of my dogs as well as my own because of you. With all of the phone calls I didn’t take or voicemails I erased without listening, I could have lost my grandmother…and missed her funeral…because of you. I missed my grandmother’s 96th and 97th birthdays because I wasn’t sure I could find you out East. I have yet to meet my new niece born in July 2009 because I didn’t want to leave you. I turned down family vacations to be with you. A couple times a week turned into several times a day. But as painful as our breakup was, I saw it as an opportunity to get more deeply involved with you, crystal meth. ![]() Although it ultimately was the best choice for us both, it’s been a painful loss. In the end, faced with a choice between my best friend of nine years and the man who shared my life for seven years through all sorts of crap, I chose my DOC – crystal meth. You even helped me stay in a loving relationship for seven years. I had sex with guys would have never given me the time of day were it not for the crystal or coke I brought to the table. I got to hang with fun people and dance and party to make up for my lost days at college. Of all my friends, you’re the one who always reached out to me – called me – called me back – never let me go too long before you checked in on me. Through all the moves, ups and downs and relationships, you stuck with me. You’ve taken many shapes and sizes through the years depending on what was available - ecstasy, GHB, pot, “special K,” cocaine and finally crystal meth. Then, I was introduced to you nine years ago. So, I hardly had close friends, let alone a best friend. I’ve moved every 3 years for the past 18 years and until recently (2009) I’ve never lived anywhere longer than 4 years since I was 10 years old. I never felt like I fit in – I was always sitting on the outside of life looking in. ![]() Since I came across it, I thought I’d share it here. It was a way to bring closure to the ending relationship with our “best friend.” We read these out loud to our group. It was an exercise during inpatient they had us do as we left inpatient to whatever next phase of treatment we were heading. I was going through my notebook from treatment and came across a good-bye letter I wrote to my drug of choice, crystal meth.
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