I often wonder if anyone would actually blame me if I started firebombing the crackhouses the abf frequents. This morning I wanted to just go shot the people he uses with and buys from, and I thought "would a jury really convict me for murdering those people??"
But then I think, my anger is really at my abf and not them, they don't force him to use, he makes that choice all by himself. And, you know, after having spent all the time I have here I often think about all those people he uses with, and realize that they are someone's kid, they are someone's boyfriend or girlfriend, brother or sister, and that those people are agonizing over this just like I am.
I mean, I might call one of them a skank or a crack *****, and then I think about the mothers of addicts that come here and I think that those people could be one of the children of someone right here, and you know what, all of these addicts are people just like we are....and they all deserve to be loved by someone.