I am a writer, and if I quit drinking, Hemingway’s ghost may come back and punch me in the mouth. That being said, I understand addiction.
I am thankful for my foresight and aversion to heavy drugs. I have never tried meth or heroin, but I have seen the consequences on those who have. Being homeless, I have met more young people desperate for “black tar” or “clear” (injectable heroin and meth, respectively) than I care to admit. But truth can be a harsh reality. ...