Knowing The pain of being deaf vs the comfort of being blind will help people who live addicts understand the abandonment

If you’re an addict in touch with family you’re like a deaf person on the outside looking in at what you’ll never have, not in your present state. Solution? Strive to be blind

Maybe lifelong blindness forms a protective cocoon. Isn’t that what people want when they embrace repression and denial? Being out on the street wasn’t so bad when you turned a blind eye to the regular stuff you were missing, career, family, all that. Especially, certain people you miss and you are failing. If you don’t see them maybe they don’t exist. Blindness gives that consolation but being deaf might feel like standing on the outside looking in. Too painful. It’s this pain that causes addicts to stay out of touch with family. Not bc they don’t care. Somewhere in cyberspace I know there’s a reader who will take comfort in knowing their beloved addicted person doesn’t stay away out if malice or indifference. It’s like she’s deaf and trying to make herself blind. Makes sense to the convoluted mind of an addict. Don’t personalize.

Two clichés go together: ignorance is bliss precisely because what you don’t know won’t hurt you. There’s a lot to be said for not knowing what you’re missing.

Published by Harvard Grad elite meets Honolulu backstreets

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