You broke my heart Dad

I harbor lots of hatred to the “gansta rap” culture, and tonight I pinpointed why when I heard a song from the 90s and immediately thought of my dad listening to it when he was addicted to cocaine. I cried for hours today reliving the depressing memories. I hate him for doing this to me. And I hate anyone who is so weak minded that they feel using a mind altering chemical is the answer to ignoring real life situations. Because of my father I have never even seen a drug with my very eyes. Every day I live with the torment of watching him fall apart. This is the very reason I know I would never do this; not just to protect myself, but to protect the people around me. Using drugs doesn’t just hurt you, it hurts everyone that cares about you. No one should fall this low.

Vanessa, Texas