whiskeyman

Dear Friend,
I've come to visit once again. I love to see you suffer mentally physically spiritually and socially. I want to have you restless so you can never relax. I want you jumpy and nervous and anxious. I want to make you agitated and irritable so everything and everybody makes you uncomfortable. I want you to be depressed and confused so that you can't think clearly or positively. I want to make you hate everything and everybody-especially yourself. I want you to feel guilty and remorseful for the the things you have done in the past that you'll never be able to let go. I want to make you angry and hateful toward the world for the way it is and the way you are. I want you to feel sorry for yourself and blame everything but your addiction for the way things are. I want you to be deceitful and untrustworthy, and to manipulate and con as many people as possible. I want to make you fearful and paranoid for no reason at all and I want you to wake up during all hours of the night screaming for me. You know you can't sleep without me; I'm even in your dreams.

I want to be the first thing you wake up to every morning and the last thing you touch before you black out. I would rather kill you, but I'll be happy enough if I can put you back in the hospital, another institution or jail. But you know that I'll still be waiting for you when you come out. I love to watch you slowly going insane. I love to see all the physical damage that I'm causing you. I can't help but sneer and chuckly when you shiver and shake, when you freeze and sweat at the same time, when you wake up with your sheets and blankets soaking wet.

It's amazing how much destruction I can do to your internal organs while at the same time, work on your brain, destroying it bit by bit. I deeply appreciate how much you sacrifice for me.

The countless good jobs you have sacrificed for me. All the fine friends that you deeply cared for-you gave them up for me. And what's more, for the ones you turned against yourself because of your inexcusable actions-I am more than grateful.

And especially your loved ones, your family, and the most important people in the world to you. You even threw them away for me. I cannot express in words the gratitiude I have for the loayalty you have for me. You sacrificed all these beautiful things in your life just to devote yourself completely to me. But do not despair my friend, for on me you can always depend. For after you have lost all these things, you can still depend on me to take even more. You can depend on me to keep you in living hell, to keep your mind, body and soul. FOR I WILL NOT BE SATISFIED UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD, MY FRIEND.

Faithfully yours,
Your addiction

grandma12

wow

raja12

Very ,very powerful and true. You hit the nail on the head. Great job. Thanks for reminding me of how very powerful, cunning,and nasty my addiction is.

bamboo10

Wow that was powerful. Think it would bother my abf if I sent this to him (he us in early stages of recovery)

renaldo

OMFG. That is profound. Your best buddy is fickle and prone to doing things that aren't in your best interest.

MIRecovery

So so true but our friend convinces us to stick with him. The next time will be different, we over reacted, there is not a problem, we are not like those people, We would not have a problem if others would just leave us alone.

Even when we have left each other he still calls seductively when we are at our weakest. Pleading to take him back.

Fitness1234

I needed to hear that WHiskey... I am on day 7 again! I am doing good but wondering how i will deal with not drinking alcohol on the holidays or events. Starting to feel an emptyness but I know that is the addition talking

pooky

Just Wow..Need to keep this with me.

wpainterw

A voice from hell itself.

W.

whiskeyman

yet why do we find it so hard to let this friend go.
If this was a human, doing this stuff to us we we hang around them

Delilah1

Thanks for sharing that!

Thepatman

This is really awesome I totally relate!!

Even works with my ex!