The day started very much like the last one several years ago that nearly took my life. Today could have been a relapse day, but it wasn’t.
My little sister is an addict. A full-blown, non-stop, can’t see the rock bottoms she’s hitting, heroin addict.
I could never understand why I couldn’t seem to function in what was even a basic level of normal for most people. Now I know it was ADHD.
By choosing food over the things that really mattered, such as family and health, I was playing with fire, and I knew it.