The Horrible Nightmare Of My Brain

As my car climbed the hill, my heart sunk into my stomach. I parked as far away from my friends as I could and quickly exited the car, not once looking at them. Now it was every man for himself. Emerging into the open air, I suddenly became aware of myself. I could feel my puffy, blood-shot eyes. My palms became slimy. My fingers clinched into a fist and my nails dug into my skin. My sight blurred and my tunnel of vision tried to focus on the front door. Every step seemed more awkward than the last. Eyes pierced me from all sides. I felt naked. My body trembled like a sheep in the midst of wolves.

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I never thought the day would come where I’d have to admit to myself I had an addiction. The hardest part was to except the fact I was an addict of painkillers and admitting it to my family so that I could get the help and support needed to get clean. The road leading to my addiction started with the factors of my childhood, always trying to fit in and not being supported emotionally from my parents. Having a child at the age of sixteen was the second factor, which made me grow up faster than a normal child at my age would have had to. Living the life of an addict was a struggle everyday but, getting help was the hardest part of it all. I’ll live with this disease for the rest of my life because recovery is a

I began disappearing for days at a time leaving my parents sick with worry. Nothing else mattered but the high I became emotionless and numb. Unfortunately what happened was tragic but has made me the person I am today. I personally feel that I would have never become addicted to these substances if I had been better educated. I had experimented with drugs as a young adult but nothing had grabbed me and took my life as these painkillers had. Had I known what I was getting my self into I know I would have never let this happen. I am fortunate I was able to walk away from my addiction with some pride as I learned in my recovery not to many people have been that lucky. I had never been in trouble and thankfully had not hurt anyone to terrible to be left all alone. I have a good amount of clean time but continue in my recovery I attend meetings weekly and keep in my mind the sad statistics and reality of what can happen to recovering addicts. This is something that I will struggle with probably for the rest of my life. Although I am no longer an addict I am still a recovering addict and as the Alcoholics Anonymous and Narcotics Anonymous books say every day clean is one day closer to using.

Addiction is a disease that I will battle for the rest of my life. After being sexually assaulted at the age of twelve, I started to self-destruct. Lack of parental support, less than pristine living conditions, and an addictive personality paved an expressway to a life of addiction. I chose to hang with undesirable people, and was introduced to Marijuana, LSD, Ecstasy, PCP, Cocaine, Heroin and eventually what became the love of my life, the prescription painkiller Morphine. Never did I think that trying pot would have a domino effect. It led me to try harder and more addictive substances ultimately turning my life upside down. Often publicly

“Forgive me for not noticing you Isaac.” She said while chewing. “I’m still not fully awake yet, how did you sleep?”

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My eyes and cheeks were blotchy from crying, and I was shaking uncontrollably. When we finally got to the motel, a small worn down place in the heart of downtown Los Angeles, I had controlled my shaking, and the redness in my cheeks had gone down. We pulled up in my parents Porsche, with the people, what appeared to be hoodlums, gawked at us and made various calls to us pulling in such a run down motel. As my parents drove away, I stood there, with my bags and $3,000 in hand. After I checked in and put everything away, I went to bed and tried not to think about what was happening, This was it, this was my new life; no friends, no education, and no

I’m wide awake when my alarm goes off at 5am. I pull on my sneakers and soon they’re slamming the pavement. But the thoughtlessness never sets it. My brain is stuck running around in circles. All I can think about is last night. Liam’s face right before he kissed me. The way he brushed my face. This isn’t happening. Then I realize: This can’t be happening. It’s not just the fact that Whitewater, Ohio isn’t exactly known for its liberal thinking. My dad will kill me. The pavement under my feet blurs and tips as I run faster. I run parallel to the chain link fence of the town park. Through it, I see a couple, an old man and woman, sitting on a bench, holding hands. I feel a sharp twinge in my heart.

She smiles broadly at me and asks “Feeling any better? You have been asleep for an hour or two.”

I sharply inhaled as I heard the muffled sound of footsteps, tuning them out to return to my slumber. However, the footsteps continued to pitter patter outside my door. Groggily, I got up and opened my bedroom door expecting to see my brother messing around in the hallway. What I did not expect was to see a team of Emergency Medical Technician’s struggling to get my father onto a stretcher down the stairs. It was the summer before my senior year of high school and my siblings usually stayed up late binging the latest addictive series on Netflix. But tonight was radically different from other late nights. Now at this moment I was paralyzed with fear and had no idea that the events that would unfold next would test my endurance in the most strenuous way.

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“Go to bed, David. You need your rest for the road tomorrow.” She followed me to my bed, and as I sat down I spoke.

At that statement I felt the green eyed girl tense up a little then start stroking my hair, silently

What is your worst nightmare? Well we all have them and most likely more than one, we also hope they never come true. But for me, one of mine did and dealing with it wasn’t easy for me at all. Let me take you back to the end of January where my worst nightmare happened. It involved Zack my brother, Kat his girlfriend, Jake my cousin, and a few of our close friends. All of us together was always a blast and there was never a dull moment. We like to drink though, way too much sometimes. We also loved to dance so we mostly went to the bars. But after we got back from Austin for my birthday everything changed. I lost two of the most important people in my life and it felt like I lost so much more.