Yesterday was a sad day for the music world, the passing of an amazing songstress. Whitney Houston touched all of our lives with her beautiful voice. Love her or hate her, the music world will miss her and wonder if she ever could have made a come-back. Now we will never know.
But what we do know is she suffered greatly in her later years in life with addiction. Which makes me wonder if I have any addictions or vices… I’ve had this conversation with friends before and always come back with the same conclusion that I really don’t have any addictions.
I never tried drugs, well except for that one time my sister, the guy I had a crush on in high school and I went to the park on late night and attempted to smoke a joint. I didn’t know what I was doing and didn’t care to smoke all that much. My first and only venture into “drugs”! I always took to heart those D.A.R.E
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. classes where drugs were horrible and would mess up your life. I figured why would I do something that actually might end up ruining my body and mind, didn’t interest me. Plus I was so hyper growing up and had so much energy, I didn’t want slow down.
I hate cigarette smoke. My father has smoked my entire life. I use to try and hide his cigarettes, bury them in the yard or just toss them out but he would always yell at me to go get them. He recently has decided to stop smoking. Not because of health reasons, he started when he was 12 and he is now 77, he stopped because he wanted to save money! It’s not going to last though, he always tries to stop because he claims he doesn’t have an addiction, but he does.
I don’t drink coffee, alcohol on social or boredom times. I actually prefer drinking water most other time. Shopping bores me out if I can’t find anything I like and with money not flowing as freely as it once was, I don’t care to go. I hate to exercise but do it because I love being able to bounce a quarter off my ass, although I haven’t actually tried but many friends have volunteered to bounce…
Which once again leads me to, what could my addiction possibly be…?
Then it dawns on me… BOYS! I’m addicted to boys!!! I mean, I write about them… I think about them constantly… I want to be with them… I enjoy being surrounded by them even if none of them tickle my fancy. I’m addicted to boys! They are my vices. They are my addiction.
Perhaps DP was right when he said he hopes when I meet the “one” I’ll be able to let go of all the others because I couldn’t really let any of my boys go when DP and I were attempting whatever it was we were attempting. But then again, I think, the reason why I didn’t let go of the others for DP is because I knew deep down he wasn’t the one for me…
Could I give up the boys for Irish Boy? Part of me believes so but he’s not asking to be my one and only so can’t really say. Same goes for the other guys. DP never asked and I never did.
I guess until one guy tells me they want me and only me and vice versa, I’ll keep all the boys around…
Sigh! BOYS! I can’t live without them… I need to have their attention. I’m addicted to them.