"Battleship Schweizer"
A couple posts ago I mentioned how I would be writing about other family members and how they have been affected by drugs and alcohol.
My brothers grew up on Mercer Island, Washington where the drug movement in the Pacific Northwest started. A national magazine-Life Magazine-did a feature article on Mercer Island and drugs. The kids on Mercer Island were "rich kids" and had all the money needed to buy drugs and alcohol. Drugs and alcohol were their culture. My brothers were part of this culture. To this day I have good reason to believe drugs and alcohol are still part of their culture. (I have observed paranoid behavior in my youngest brother due to drug useage). Both brothers now live in Port Townsend, Washington, a small town where drugs and alcohol are part of the culture. Port Townsend is in Jefferson County and the counties dairy farms have now been replaced by marijuana growing.
My mother also lives in Port Townend in an assisted living residence. I know her and her fellow housemates are on "prescribed drugs." Some in the home are no more than human zombies who are parked in front of a tv all day. As with my mother I know the drugs are given to them under doctors orders to make them easy to manage and intolerable conditions tolerable. Once my mother told me in a fit: "I hate it here, I hate it here."
My youngest boy is abusing drugs and alcohol. As I have mentioned before the picture of him falling into his own vomit is from alcohol poisioning for which he was rushed to emergency. His eyes are permanently changed probably from the bright flame used to light crack cocaine in the dark of the night a few inches from his eyes.
Lastly my daughter. One day while going through my papers I came across a picture of her. I noticed how glassy her eyes were and thought how she never used to look like that. I suspected her glassy eyes were from alcohol abuse. I called AA and they confirmed this. (My daughter recently married and her husbands picture for MySpace is him and his cousin standing in front of the Disneyland Castle with their beer bottles prominently displayed as is his beer gut.)
You can now plainly see the "Battleship Schweizer" is sinking on the storm tossed sea of the Mafia controlled drug and alcohol corrupted system. Whether she can be saved remains to be seen but at this point I'm doubtful. If she is lost to the storm tossed Mafia controlled drug corrupted sea maybe the memory of the tragic loss of this once great "batteship" (once she was 100% drug and alcohol free) will save others on this storm tossed sea. If just one life is saved her sinking will not have been in vain.
I refute anything my family has to say about what I have written with one psychological word-Denial!
My brothers grew up on Mercer Island, Washington where the drug movement in the Pacific Northwest started. A national magazine-Life Magazine-did a feature article on Mercer Island and drugs. The kids on Mercer Island were "rich kids" and had all the money needed to buy drugs and alcohol. Drugs and alcohol were their culture. My brothers were part of this culture. To this day I have good reason to believe drugs and alcohol are still part of their culture. (I have observed paranoid behavior in my youngest brother due to drug useage). Both brothers now live in Port Townsend, Washington, a small town where drugs and alcohol are part of the culture. Port Townsend is in Jefferson County and the counties dairy farms have now been replaced by marijuana growing.
My mother also lives in Port Townend in an assisted living residence. I know her and her fellow housemates are on "prescribed drugs." Some in the home are no more than human zombies who are parked in front of a tv all day. As with my mother I know the drugs are given to them under doctors orders to make them easy to manage and intolerable conditions tolerable. Once my mother told me in a fit: "I hate it here, I hate it here."
My youngest boy is abusing drugs and alcohol. As I have mentioned before the picture of him falling into his own vomit is from alcohol poisioning for which he was rushed to emergency. His eyes are permanently changed probably from the bright flame used to light crack cocaine in the dark of the night a few inches from his eyes.
Lastly my daughter. One day while going through my papers I came across a picture of her. I noticed how glassy her eyes were and thought how she never used to look like that. I suspected her glassy eyes were from alcohol abuse. I called AA and they confirmed this. (My daughter recently married and her husbands picture for MySpace is him and his cousin standing in front of the Disneyland Castle with their beer bottles prominently displayed as is his beer gut.)
You can now plainly see the "Battleship Schweizer" is sinking on the storm tossed sea of the Mafia controlled drug and alcohol corrupted system. Whether she can be saved remains to be seen but at this point I'm doubtful. If she is lost to the storm tossed Mafia controlled drug corrupted sea maybe the memory of the tragic loss of this once great "batteship" (once she was 100% drug and alcohol free) will save others on this storm tossed sea. If just one life is saved her sinking will not have been in vain.
I refute anything my family has to say about what I have written with one psychological word-Denial!
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