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1 " From the beginning of high school, all other substances were readily available and liberally consumed by my friends, who used weed and booze like an essential garnish for activities. Peer pressure was rampant with hallucinogens and cocaine. I experimented and hated the effects. Reality wasn’t the problem. I was. "
― David Poses , The Weight of Air: A Story of the Lies about Addiction and the Truth about Recovery
2 " I didn’t want to be sad, but I didn’t know why I was sad or how not to be sad or how to talk about it. I was broken. I felt broken. My body ached. My stomach hurt. I couldn’t sleep. Nothing was pleasurable. Every morning, I woke up knowing I’d failed before my feet hit the ground. At night, I’d lie in bed and wish for a terminal disease. "
3 " I’ve spent my life contorting, conforming, concealing, and operating from a place of fear. "
4 " Mom wipes her eyes and signs the sales slip without hesitation, spending money she doesn’t have, on equipment I lied about owning, to a guy who hired me to do a job I’m not qualified for, in a place I don’t deserve to live, probably with a girlfriend I can’t seem to break up with. "