Why moss grows on Rolling Stones…
by Samara Steele
Lately, I’ve been working to understand my additions. Booze, candy bars, coffee, ice cream, pot — I been a slave to each of these substances in recent years.
As for my “addictive-style,” I’m a stress-grabber. When I get stressed out, I reach for a substance — without even thinking about it — and once it’s in my hand, I just compulsively smoke or swallow it. It all happens so fast, I’m barely aware of what’s happened.
Sure, these substances are supposedly harmless (and I thank my lucky stars I haven’t had to deal with “hard” drugs!) but these “harmless” substances still screw up my ability to think and feel for about a day. They debilitate me and hinder my ability to develop my personality. And when I ingest these things day after day, my experience of being alive begins to shrink.
So, this winter I got hooked…
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Perpetual thinkerer 