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Reflections on Addiction and Recovery

Mending Spirits Society

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This Book is Available Color (8.5x11)9781434378132 $ 15.00  
About the Book

Reflections on Addiction and Recovery is a collection of writing and artwork created by the women at Mending Spirits Society Recovery House in Mission, British Columbia.  Through these creative works, they explore the impact of addiction on their lives and their pathway towards healing.    

The goal of this book is to provide an arena where addicts can voice their struggles and others can come to better understand the process of addiction and recovery.

All proceeds from the purchase of this book are given to Mending Spirits to help addicts in recovery.  Mending Spirits is a small, non-profit organization that obtains funding from independent donors.  We want to support the continuation of this important work.

About the Author

This book was compiled by UBC Medical Students in conjunction with the Mending Spirits Society.  It was a project completed for the Doctor, Patient and Society course in second year Medicine.

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My Name: “Is Meth”

 

I destroy homes, I tear families apart,

I take your children, and that’s just the start.

 

I’m more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,

The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.

 

If you need me, remember I’m easily found;

I live down the street, and maybe next door.

 

I’m made in a lab, but not like you think,

I can be made under the sink.

 

In your child’s closet, and even in the woods,

If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.

 

I have many names, but there’s one you know best,

I’m sure you’ve heard me, my name is crystal meth.

 

My power is awesome, try me [and] you’ll see,

But if you do, you may never break free.

 

Just try me once and I might let you go,

But try me twice and I’ll own your soul.

 

When I possess you, you’ll steal and then you’ll lie,

You do what you have to – just to get high.

 

The crimes you’ll commit for my narcotic charms,

Will be worth the pleasure you’ll feel in your arms, your lungs and nose.

 

You’ll lie to your mother, you’ll steal from your dad,

When you see their tears, you should feel sad.

 

But you’ll forget your morals and how you were raised,

I’ll be your conscience, I’ll teach you my ways.

 

I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,

I turn people from God, and separate friends.

 

I’ll take everything from you, your looks and your pride,

I’ll be with you always – right by your side.

 

You’ll give up everything – your family, your home,

Your friends, your money, then you’ll be alone.

 

I’ll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,

When I’m finished with you, you’ll be lucky to live.

 

If you try me, be warned – this is no game,

If given the chance, I’ll drive you insane.

 

I’ll ravish your body, I’ll control your mind,

I’ll own you completely! Your soul will be mine.

 

The nightmares I’ll give you while lying in bed,

The voices you’ll hear, from inside your head.

 

The sweats, the shakes, the vision you’ll see,

I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.

 

But then it’s too late, and you’ll know in your heart,

That you are mine, and we shall not part.

 

You’ll regret that you tried me, they always do,

But you came to me, I not to you.

 

You knew this would happen, many times you were told,

But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.

 

You could have said no, and just walked away,

If you could live that day over, now what would you say?

 

I’ll be your master, you will be my slave,

I’ll even go with you, when you go to your grave.

 

Now that you have met me, what will you do?

Will you try me or not? It’s all up to you.

 

I can bring you more misery than words can tell,

Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.


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