Did you know what you were doing?
The day you took that first drag?
What about the next time, when you kept going?

Did you realize the effect it would have?

Did you even care?

I know it's your body.
Yours to do with as you please.
I get that what you do is your business.

But, I want to know, did you ever stop to think how others were involved?

Did you, even once, wonder WHY we cared?
We loved you, and still do.
So why do things to yourself?
You know the tolls those drugs will take.

You knew of the havoc that would be left in its wake.

Have you noticed yet, that drugs don't just affect the abuser.
The affect the loved ones, the ones that love them.

You put yourself in danger.
You risked your life
You, the smartest person i knew, did the stupidest thing I could think of.

Why?
Why hurt the ones that care for you most?
Why break the law in the process?
Why do countless stupid things,
Because you were under the influence of something more stupid?

You took that first puff
And you were hooked.
You began to crave it,
Want something more intense.

Wouldn't it have been so much easier to Just. Say. NO.

Too late.
Can't turn back time.
Can't undo those things.
You can try to right the wrong,
but you're moor worried about the pills. The joints. The injections.
We can't love you, until you learn to love yourself.

We can't respect you
Not until you start respecting yourself.
Respecting your body.
Respecting your thoughts, ambitions, goals, motivations, and your ideas.

Forget the past,
It was crap.
But it's up to you to make a better tomorrow for yourself.

Do it.
Be mature.
Take hold of your life again.

Don't let the drugs control your life anymore.
That's why it's YOUR life.

Live it,
In clarity.
Not the fog of the morning after..