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We had a presentation on fentanyl recently
It made me think about a lot. My grandmother. My mother. Myself
Because of my nervous system dopamine deficiencies I have a higher chance of becoming an addict than most
Even if a drug is barely laced with Fentanyl it can and will probably kill you in an instant
I made a promise to not do drugs of any kind. I plan on keeping that promise
But shit man a 14 year old with ADD dies because he tried to take drugs to relax his symptoms and then dies less than two weeks after getting his hands on said drugs will fuck with me forever
As someone with chronic illness and unable to live alone I am so grateful that my mother is so supportive. Some of the stories I've heard are horrifying. My heart goes out to anyone whose mother isn't like mine ❤
there's no shame in continuing to live with your parents as an adult, but it does have an undeniable poisoning effect on your brain that you can't start healing until you live somewhere else
"Live your best life!! No regrets, every day to the fullest!!! 💕💕" Okay Jessica, I'll do that when my parents stop throwing chairs at each other!
I am happy I got into a point in my life that if I don't like something, I say it. If something makes me uncomfortable, I communicate it. What that person does with that information is another matter.
Someone says something I disagree with? I respectfully share my opinion. I used to keep everything inside just to not cause conflict.
Someone says something that hurts me or I find rude? I speak up.