I'd call Judy in the evening and ask, What are you doin'? She'd say, Oh, nothin', just smokin' homegrown and watchin' TV. She liked to watch Ch.28, public TV, educational shows, while she was high. She got high every night.
Her ex-husband had been a cocaine dealer of some wealth and repute. He paid her alimony and child support in coke, which she preferred. Another time, I'll you the story of why he quit dealing. It involves high seas and guns.
The problem with using drugs is, when you are with someone who is high, you are not with the whole person or with a real person.
It's like being with a version of the person, a cardboard cut-out that resembles the person on the outside. But their personality, their character, their soul isn't there.
It's like you're dancing with her retarded twin sister who doesn't have a normal brain.
So it's hard to develop a relationship. The retarded twin can't sense your moods, and she doesn't really have moods of her own. Or thoughts or feelings or ideas. All she is, is high. She doesn't have the sensitivities that a normal person would have.
Pretty soon you realize this isn't a normal relationship. It isn't a relationship at all.
People in Narcotics Anonymous say that when you are on drugs, you don't develop normally. You don't mature. If you start using drugs when you are 15 and stop when you are 30, you are still an emotional 15-year-old. I think that is true.
In spite of that, I believe that all drugs should be legalized and taxed and controlled by the government. Nothing could be worse that alcohol and tobacco. Booze kills, what, 17,000 people a year on the highways, and tobacco kills some 400,000 people each year in the U.S. alone.
But drugs don't make for good relationships.
They make for none at all.
© Copyright 2011, Roger R. Angle
1 comment:
Ever so true....
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