One of Those People

I never took a pill without a prescription. Each month, I gave my two forms of ID to the pharmacist and signed for my script. If I couldn’t take my medicines, I’d cry and rage and whimper. I was addicted to opiates, accidentally. I didn’t know how to survive without them. I broke my addiction, but wouldn’t have if I had any other option. People would call me a good addict, not knowing that qualifier is meaningless. When I was a freshman in college, I got sick. Despite being an English major, I didn’t have words for the pain...

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