Stop Waiting For Celebrities To Die To Discuss Addiction

I know everyone is anxiously awaiting a post by me about Whitney Houston’s tragic death {sarcasm about waiting for the post} but the truth of the matter is this:  I don’t understand why it takes a celebrity to die for us to notice and discuss addiction.  My heart goes out to the Houston family and friends, it really does.  Don’t get me wrong, I looked up to Whitney Houston when I was a little girl before I noticed Danzig, Metallica, Tom Petty, Megadeth, and Slayer.  I wanted to be as beautiful as her, wanted to sound like a songbird just as she did.

Addiction is powerful, it’s raw, it’s confining, it’s suffocating; and unfortunately it has taken yet another beautiful person off the face of the Earth.  Each day addiction takes women {and men} to deep dark places of despair, of horror, and each day it takes someone new to death.  We need to quit waiting for celebrities to die to discuss what addiction is, we need to notice it even if it’s not in our lives and notice it even when it’s a regular human being.  I know I’m sounding selfish with this post, I know that in life there are the celebrity class and then just us normal people and that’s how society works but it pisses me off that I see a woman trend on Twitter for dying but she didn’t trend for her smile or strength.  It pisses me off that when I almost died from addiction, my life didn’t trend on Twitter.  It pisses me off that it takes a celebrity to die for us to realize that addiction is real, that it kills, that it leaves a lasting effect of damage much like a tornado even after we die.

So I leave you with this…Mark David Allen died.