A few weeks ago I watched an episode of True Blood, where one of the characters is dealing with Alcohol addictions. Instead of seeking out another unsuccessful meeting, she went to a woman who performed an exorcism because they both believed that her Alcohol addiction was a demon possessing her and making her do these things, making her act out, making her drink so much that she couldn't live or function and was ruining her. When she talked about her addiction, she talked about it referring to the demon making her do things.
Conceptually I understand that. I understand fully from what she meant. From personal experience and from watching others with an addiction. You are, for all intents and purposes, possessed by a demon/addiction/disease that you have no control over. Similar to my own battle with my Lupus. My control is very limited. There is only so much you can do. And so goes it with addiction.
Recently someone I love very much described it the same way. Described their battle with addiction like a demon. An evil gnawing demon, eating away at their insides. Making them do things they didn't really want to do or couldn't remember doing.
The more I go to the meetings with them, the more I see how in denial I've been about having a problem myself. The more I see just how important it will be to have an intervention for my mom. The more I see how very important it is to go to these meetings every damn day.
I keep hearing so many folks say that being an addict is a disease. I disease that tells you you DON'T have a disease. But it is one. It is a chemical imbalance in the brain and in the DNA that causes you to not be able to control or stop using. That is what it does.
Let's hope it doesn't eat away at the people I care about who are battling it. Lets hope it doesn't eat away at me as I battle it.
