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the-casbah-way · 10 months
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i have’t smoked in six months someone pat me on the head and tell me what a good job i’m doing
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annamariaizland · 1 year
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Everyone told me kicking my opioid habit would be the worst, and it was to a point, but god no one told me kicking the synethic marijuana habit would be even harder. I don’t know why I’m so attracted to it. I crave it, I crave that warm hug and rush of euphoria. I crave the deep sleep I get when I smoke it. But it comes with paranoia and psychosis. And it always leads me back to the psych ward. I don’t know what to do anymore nor do I know how much longer I can go without snapping
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filmcityworld1 · 11 months
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Since this is the first mother's day without my mom I thought I make this
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trenchcrows · 6 months
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hatehatehate how christians chooses to deal with homeless people and addicts
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frankthesnek · 8 months
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This is part 1 of what will apparently be a 2 part post because it got longer than I meant 😅
Okay I have to ramble about Iron Man because I seriously can not stop thinking about these movies. Why? Because they are the most unheroic hero movies. And I mean that in the best way possible! Like yes, he's a hero, no duh, but the focus of IM2 and 3 is very largely NOT him being a hero. It's Tony spiraling out of control over his impending death and struggling with PTSD. Not what I would expect a big hero movie to focus on... And I love that!!
Honestly, the second one was hard for me to watch at times because Robert Downey Jr. plays the part of someone falling apart at the hands of addiction waaaay too well, and for good reason. Seriously, major props to the man for playing a roll that was basically, hey remember how you fell apart a few years ago? Do that again, but on camera. Is Tony out right called an addict in the movie? No, but he is clearly leaning heavily on booze throughout a lot of it.
And the fact that Tony was spiraling because he doesn't know how to face death? Stop being so fucking real you are hurting me. Deal with impending death? Yeah sure, let me nonchalantly exhibit signs of siucidal/death seaking behavior. Like, say, giving away all my stuff. My company? Here, take it, I dont give a fuck about it anymore. A copy of my suit that I have carefully guarded? Yeah you can "steal" it, by the way it conveniently works for you because I was totally not planing to give it to you because I'm dieing! Let's not forget deciding to become a NASCAR racer randomly for no reason, I'm not actively trying to die on my own, so this problem I can't solve won't get the chance.
Drunk Tony in the suit acting like fucking jackass broke me in a way that is just stupid. It should not have given me the feels that it did. I simultaneously want to punch him in the face and just hug him and cry for him.
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muktidrughelpline · 8 months
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flurr-fields · 10 months
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Holy crap why is there so much coffee in her office?! When was the last time naomi got sleep ;-;
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hhhh. Ford and I haven’t told Arthur that we’re addicts again.
Arthur has. probably some level of awareness that Ford’s been having issues and has been noticing Ford losing weight (which Ford apparently told him some half-truth about that did not include disclosing the fact that he had relapsed on his disordered eating).
Somehow Ford’s managed to hide the self-harm relapse (although part of it may be that he’s cutting in less noticeable places now - one of the big places is his belly, which is really unfortunate in light of the everything)
He’s been able to keep his excess weed use hidden at home because a lot of it has been edibles and, from Arthur’s perspective, Ford isn’t smoking that much more than usual (he’s been smoking more than usual but not enough for Arthur to get that worried over it, possibly not enough for him to notice at all)
so uh. we have to explain this to him. at some point. I don’t know how.
[the subtext is that idk how to tell my qpp about All This either]
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natore-it · 5 months
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মাদকাসক্তের কারণ ক ?
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মাদকাসক্তের কারণ কি?
একজন ব্যক্তি   নানাবিধ  কারণে মাদকে আসক্ত হতে পারে এবং একটি  নির্দিষ্ট কারণে এই সমস্যা  চিহ্নিত  করা সম্ভব না  এর অনেক গুলো কারণ আছে ।  অনাকাঙ্ক্ষিত কৌতূহলবশত , সমবয়সীদের চাপ, মাদকদ্রব্যের অপব্যবহারকারী বন্ধু এবং প্রতিবেশীদের প্রভাব, হতাশা, ব্যর্থতা এবং মাদকের সহজ উপায় এই সমস্ত কারণ যা কাউকে মাদকাসক্তির দিকে নিয়ে যেতে পারে। অনেক ব্যক্তি প্রতিকূল পরিস্থিতি এবং নানাধরনের  সমস্যা মোকাবেলা করার উপায় হিসাবে মাদকের প্রতি আসক্ত হয়ে পড়ে, তারা যে নেতিবাচক পরিস্থিতির সম্মুখীন হয় তা সঠিকভাবে  মোকাবেলা করতে সক্ষম হয় না।
পারিবারিক বিভিন্ন ধরনের অশান্তি একটি উল্লেখযোগ্য কারণ।পরিবারের মধ্যে বেশিরভাগ সময় বিভিন্ন ধরনের ঝামেলা ,সংঘাত লেগে অই থাকে। পিতামাতার মধ্যে সম্প্রীতির অভাব, পিতামাতার যত্ন এবং মনোযোগের অভাব এবং পরিবারের সদস্যদের সঠিক দিকনির্দেশনা প্রদানের অক্ষমতা পরিবারের অনেক সদস্যকে মাদকাসক্ত হতে পারে। যদি একটি শিশু সঠিক সিদ্ধান্ত নেওয়া শিখতে না পারে এবং পিতামাতার কাছ থেকে উপযুক্ত পরামর্শ গ্রহণ করতে না পারে, যদি তারা দিনের পর দিন একাকীত্ব অনুভব করে, তাহলে তারা হতাশ এবং বিচ্ছিন্ন বোধ করতে পারে। এমতাবস্থায় তারা সেই অসহনীয় অবস্থা থেকে পরিত্রাণের পথ খুঁজতে পারে এবং অনেক সময় মাদকই হয়ে ওঠে মুক্তির উপায়। ওষুধ প্রাপ্তির সহজতা তাদের নির্ভরশীলতায় অবদান রাখতে পারে।
মাদকাসক্ত হওয়ার কিছু গুরুত্বপূর্ণ কারণ:-
মাদকের সহজলভ্যতা: মাদকাসক্তির প্রাথমিক কারণ প্রায়ই মাদকের সহজলভ্যতা।
সহকর্মীর চাপ: অনেক ব্যক্তি বন্ধুদের চাপের কাছে নতিস্বীকার করে এবং মাদক ব্যবহার শুরু করে।
পিতামাতার আচরণ এবং অবহেলা: পিতামাতার আচরণ এবং অবহেলা অনেককে মাদক সেবনের অবলম্বন করতে পারে। সঠিক নির্দেশনা এবং মনোযোগের অভাব এতে অবদান রাখতে পারে।
স্মার্ট হওয়ার আকাঙ্ক্ষা: কিছু ব্যক্তির মধ্যে মাদকের জগতে জড়িত হয়ে তাদের সমবয়সীদের মধ্যে স্মার্ট দেখানোর জন্য ড্রাগ ব্যবহার করার প্রবণতা রয়েছে।
মানসিক স্বাস্থ্য সমস্যা: হতাশা, একাকীত্ব এবং হতাশার মতো অবস্থা ব্যক্তিদের মাদকের মাধ্যমে ত্রাণ পেতে চালিত করতে পারে।
অসামাজিক ব্যক্তিত্ব এবং শৈশব সমস্যা: কিছু লোক, শৈশবে বিকাশজনিত সমস্যা এবং সামাজিক সমস্যার সম্মুখীন হওয়া সত্ত্বেও, মাদকাসক্ত হয়ে পড়ে।
প্রেমের সম্পর্কের ভাঙ্গন: যখন ব্যক্তিরা প্রেমের সম্পর্কের ভাঙ্গনের কারণে মানসিক কষ্ট অনুভব করে, তখন তারা সান্ত্বনার জন্য মাদকের দিকে যেতে পারে।
পারিবারিক সমস্যা: পারিবারিক সমস্যাও অনেককে মাদকের সাথে জড়িয়ে পড়তে পারে।
পারিবারিক দ্বন্দ্ব: মাদকাসক্তি কখনও কখনও পরিবারের মধ্যে দ্বন্দ্ব থেকে উদ্ভুত হয়, কারণ ব্যক্তিরা মোকাবেলা করার উপায় হিসাবে মাদকের আশ্রয় নিতে পারে।
সহপাঠী ও সহকর্মীদের চাপ: সহপাঠী বা সহকর্মীদের চাপের কারণে অনেকেই মাদক সেবন শুরু করেন।
জন ব্যক্তি   নানাবিধ  কারণে মাদকে আসক্ত হতে পারে এবং একটি  নির্দিষ্ট কারণে এই সমস্যা  চিহ্নিত  করা সম্ভব না  এর অনেক গুলো কারণ আছে ।  অনাকাঙ্ক্ষিত কৌতূহলবশত , সমবয়সীদের চাপ, মাদকদ্রব্যের অপব্যবহারকারী বন্ধু এবং প্রতিবেশীদের প্রভাব, হতাশা, ব্যর্থতা এবং মাদকের সহজ উপায় এই সমস্ত কারণ যা কাউকে মাদকাসক্তির দিকে নিয়ে যেতে পারে। অনেক ব্যক্তি প্রতিকূল পরিস্থিতি এবং নানাধরনের  সমস্যা মোকাবেলা করার উপায় হিসাবে মাদকের প্রতি আসক্ত হয়ে পড়ে, তারা যে নেতিবাচক পরিস্থিতির সম্মুখীন হয় তা সঠিকভাবে  মোকাবেলা করতে সক্ষম হয় না।
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joehaze-420 · 9 months
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Trying to buy coke, MDMA, shard, Heroin, DMT, Ketamine
Contact t.me/JOEHAZE420 on telegram
#sydney #drugs #memes #shrooms #australiaweed #cannabis #stoner #weed #addicton #coke #shard #meth #ice #plug #australia #sydneydrugs #CannabisCommunity #thc
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annamariaizland · 1 year
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I am very drunk and very mentally not okay
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addictsanonymous · 2 years
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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 2 months
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BATMAN/ BATFAMILY MASTERLIST
*DISCLAIMER: SOME STORIES MAY BE TAGGED FOR WRONG DEMOGRAPHIC (ie, Not GN, male or fem) IF SO, PLEASE POLITELTY INFORM ME SO I CAN FIX IT
BRUCE WAYNE/ BATMAN
I Can't Protect You Anymore (Batman X Daughter!Reader)
Turning Into Jason (Bruce Wayne X Daughter!Reader)
Teleportation Help (Bruce Wayne X Daughter!Reader)
Forgotten Birthday (Bruce Wayne X Daughter!Reader)
Finding Identities (Bruce Wayne X Teen!Reader)
Independence (Bruce Wayne X Male!Teen!Reader)
Dick And Jason's Friend (Bruce Wayne X Male!Reader
Addicton To Fear (Bruce Wayne X Male!Reader)
Happy Anniversary (Bruce Wayne X Male!Reader)
DICK GRAYSON/ NIGHTWING
Plan PDA (Dick Grayson X Male!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2/ Pt 3
Movies And Plans (Dick Grayson X Male!Reader)
Telling Truths (Dick Grason X Male!Reader)
Loathing To Love (Dick Grayson X Male!Reader)
Seeing An Unwanted Face (Dick Grayson X Male!Reader)
Escaping Joker (Dick Grayson X Fem!Reader) *TW
Hating Your Presence (Dick Grayson X Fem!Reader)
Betrayed (Dick Grayson X Reader)
JASON TODD/ RED HOOD
MIA (Jason Todd X Male!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
Just An Accident (Jason Todd X Male!Reader)
Sleeping Over (Jason Todd X Male!Reaer)
Never Forgotten (Jason Todd X Male!Reader)
Serving Revenge (Jason Todd X Male!Reader)
Practically Together (Jason Todd X Male!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
Help Through Change (Jason Todd X Reader)
Selina's Kitten (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Meeting The Family (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Quoting Shakespeare (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Nightmares (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Jason's Partner's Sacrifice (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Opposing Ego (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Shut Up! (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Protecting Children (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Wrong Apartment (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Staying Home (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Under The Mask (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)
Normalcy In Chaos (Jason Todd X Brother!Reader)
Anxieties (Jason Todd X Sister!Reader)
TIM DRAKE/ RED ROBIN
You're More Important (Tim Drake X Reader)
Childhood Promises (Tim Drake X Male!Reader)
DAMIAN WAYNE/ ROBIN
Trust Takes Time (Damian Wayne X Batmom!Reader)
A New Member Of The Family (Damian Wayne X Sister!Reader)
Secret Friendship (Damian Wayne X Fem!Reader)
Meeting On Rooftops (Damian Wayne X Fem!Reader)
Similar Suffering (Damian Wayne X Fem!Reader)
Needing To Move (Damian Wayne X Reader)
Longing At Galas (Adult!Damian Wayne X Male!Reader)
ALFRED PENNYWORTH
Needing A Cheer Up (Alfred Pennyworth X Fem!Reader)
BATFAM
Lost Control (Batfam X Fem!Reader)
A Part Of The Family (Batfam X Fem!Reader)
Nothing Said (Batfam X Fem!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt2
Hanging Criminals (Batfam X Brother!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
New Sister (Batfam X Fem!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
Much Loved Sister In Law (Batfam X Fem!Reader)
Walking Home (Batfam X Deaf!Batson!Reader)
Little Daredevil (Batfam X Blind!Batsis!Reader)
Being Bruce' First Bio Son And You're Developing Relationship With Damian Would Include...
Date With A Girl (Batfam X Batsis!Reader)
Birthday Blues (Batfam X Male!Reader)
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lovelybucky1 · 8 months
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Jonathan Crane taking the reader hostage after a drug deal gone wrong (thinking of the "buyer beware" scene from the Dark Knight Trilogy, here: https://youtu.be/Wu-Jj8xRiEI?feature=shared - like how cocky he is here xD) and I'll let you take it from here 👉👈
my inbox is open for cillian characters!
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warnings: gender neutral!reader (no pronouns or physical description) mentions of drug use/addicton, kidnapping, shitty boyfriends, creep!jonathan, dubcon, implied smut, degradation
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you knew it was a bad idea going to a drug deal with your boyfriend. you hadn’t even been dating that long, there was no reason for you to let him drag you into this life. he had just wanted a little, enough for a week to help him study for finals. you tried to talk him out of it, telling him that getting high off some mystery stimulant wasn’t going to help him, but he refused to listen
it was after midnight when the two of you went out. you followed his lead, and you eventually ended up in a dark alleyway between a liquor store and a furniture store. a cliché scene, but unfortunately it was real and not some shitty movie.
you and your boyfriend waited and waited, and just as you suggested to leave, a white van pulled to the end of the alley. a man in a burlap mask climbed out of the drivers seat and approached the two of you.
“i see you brought a friend this time,” the man in the mask said. you inched behind your boyfriend, trying to keep a distance between you and the man. you wondered what he meant by this time.
“where’s the stuff?” your boyfriend asked instead of acknowledging his comment
“not a fan of a small talk i take it? fine, fine,” the man huffed. “five hundred dollars.”
“what!?” your boyfriend exclaimed. “i dont have that kind of money.”
“the price is the price.”
“last time it was only a hundred.”
“last time you got coke. this stuff is more expensive,” the man spits, and even through the mask you can imagine the sneer that’s evident in his voice. “do you want it or not?”
your boyfriend huffs and scrubs his hand down his face. “yes..”
“but?”
“but i don’t have that kind of money.”
the man stands still, almost unnaturally so for a moment before turning to look at you. the only visible part of his face is his eyes, and his stare chills you to the bone.
“i think we can come to some kind of an arrangement,” he says, looking bad at your boyfriend. “i don’t usually trade, but you’ve been a loyal customer for a while now.”
“what do you want?” your boyfriend asks, and there’s a sick feeling in your stomach that tells you exactly what he wants.
“them,” the masked man says, pointing a long, thin finger at you.
you gasp in horror and cling to your boyfriend, but he doesn’t offer any comfort. “they’ll cover all of it?”
the man chuckles. “i’ll even give you a discount on your next purchase.”
your stomach churns. how could your boyfriend actually consider giving you to this lunatic just for some drugs?
“okay,” your boyfriend says, extending his hand for the man to shake, but he doesn’t. your boyfriend then grabs you and pushes you forward towards the man.
“what the fuck? let me go, asshole! you can’t fucking do this to me!” you shout, but neither man seem to care
the man grabs you by the shoulders and turns you to face him. you’re looking right at his mask, and from this close, you can see bits of his skin through the holes in the fabric. you struggle against his hold but his grip is firm.
“what a pretty thing,” he says. he then reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a vile of clear liquid. he hands it to your boyfriend with a chuckle. “buyer beware.”
the man takes you by the wrist and drags you towards the van, ignoring your protests and screams for help. you shouldn’t be surprised that no one came to help, though. this is gotham, after all.
the man slides the door to the van open and pushes you inside, sending you tumbling onto the vehicle’s floor. he climbs in after you and shuts the door behind him, putting you in complete darkness.
through the car door, you can hear muffled screams of terror coming from outside. you shake with fear and you feel the lump in your throat growing as the reality of the situation hits you.
suddenly, a light turns on and you can see the inside of the empty van, save for the man that sits in front of you.
“would you like me to take off my mask?” he asks. you’re not sure what you want. the mask is frightening, but you’re afraid that what lies underneath is even worse. “not a talker, huh?”
the man pulls off his mask anyway, and reveals an unmarred face. he has sharp cheekbones and a strong jawline, plush lips and piercing eyes. if it wasn’t for the mask and the kidnapping, you’d think he was a regular guy. an attractive guy.
the man grins at you as he watches you take in his appearance. clearly he knows he’s good looking, because he preens at the attention.
“since we’ll be spending a lot of time together, why don’t you tell me your name?”
you dont answer, instead you lean back against the wall, trying to stay away from him. unfortunately, he leans forward so your attempts were futile.
“i’ll go first. my name is jonathan, but you can call me whatever you want,” he smirks
“asshole,” you spit.
“this is the part where you tell me your name.”
again, you refuse to answer. the less he knows about you the better.
jonathan sighs. “it wouldn’t take me much effort to figure it out. but unless you want me to uncover every single detail of your life, identify, dirty secrets… i suggest you tell me.”
you tell him, gritting your name out between your teeth. he grins back at you, all teeth and he looks like a predator about to eat his prey.
“i’m sure you know that i didn’t trade you for my very expensive formula just to learn your name”
“what are you going to do to me?” you ask, trying to keep the tremble out of your voice
“so eager,” he licks his bottom lip. “i was thinking we could get to know each other a little better.”
jonathan places his hand on your thigh and you flinch, which makes him chuckle.
“i’ll scream,” you say.
jonathan leans close to your face. “and no one will hear you,” he spits. “even if they did, do you think they’d give a shit? you know how many people are murdered in this city every day? no one would bat an eye at a stupid little slut screaming for help in an alleyway. hell, they probably won’t even notice you’re gone.”
his harsh words make tears well up in your eyes. you try to fight them back, not wanting to cry in front of him, but before you can stop them, they’re spilling down your cheeks.
“you poor little thing,” he says, tone now gentle as he strokes your cheek, wiping away your tears. you can’t help but lean into his touch. his hand is large and comforting, and his fingertips are cool on your hot cheeks. “let me make you feel better.”
before you can answer, jonathan is leaning in and pressing his soft lips to yours. you resist at first, but when he deepens the kiss, you melt into it. he’s dominant, claiming your mouth for his own as he explores you with his tongue, and for some reason, you let him.
he finally breaks the kiss and looks at you with wide, lust-blown pupils. “we’re going to have lots of fun together.”
his hand creeps towards your groin, but you slap his hand away. he grabs your wrists in either hand and holds you tightly so you can’t move them. “you’re not going to stockholm syndrome me,” you say.
“oh, of course not. it’s much more fun when you hate me. i’d much rather you struggle than give in.”
his tone sparks fear inside you, but along with that fear comes a strange pang of arousal.
“i’m going to break you,” he grins, pushing you back against the van wall.
part 2!
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luminousbravery · 11 months
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Greetings I want to request a Kankri coffee date headcanons maybe. I am a big hot chocolate enjoyer and I think that Kankri is a fan of coffee if that makes sense. Mayhaps when the reader listens to his monologue and is fascinated?? Physical contact/kissing maybe with consent? ^^ It would be really cool if that would be a fanfiction but I'm fine with headcanons too!!!!!
aaah i didn't realize you wanted a fic until i finished the headcanons!! but uhm i still hope you enjoy???
Kankri takes the Reader on a coffee date
Okay, so, Kankri would definitely have just an itty bitty slight coffee addicton?
Trust me, he'd be the first to admit that it's bad for him, but he can't help but indulge himself a little.
One day, he gets the bright idea to just take you to a coffee shop.
He completely understands if you're not a coffee person, though.
So he does his research to find a shop that'll offer more than just coffee.
And, during the date, he'll definitely like to hold your hand.
He isn't a huge PDA guy, though, so don't expect much more than kisses on the cheek, haha...
In moderation, of course.
He ends up enjoying the date a lot, though. So expect him to want to take you on a lot more dates like this in the future.
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⚠️CW: Pregnancy, addicton, drugs & Babies ⚠️
I met a young woman at the hospital, who was in exactly the same situation as me and our Babies will be born almost the same day. Her girl was born on January 17, just a minute before midnight. A few hours later on January 18, my son was also born.
Her name's Melissa. She's 20 years old. So almost 2 years younger than me, actually like Ana my sister. As I said, she was pregnant like me at the time and she's a drug addict. But she was also clean, even before she got pregnant! And she also got the same damn Pills as me!! We were even set on the same dose during pregnancy. She was previously on ONLY 2mg, I was on 4mg, now during pregnancy we were both on 8mg. That girl, Melissa, was about to quit those pills (replacement drug). 2mg is the lowest dose! But just like with me, she got withdrawal symptoms during pregnancy. So the doctors increased her dose.
We delivered in the same hospital, but were not in the same room. She shared her room with another girl, who I will meet later. This girl also had a son. Her son and mine were born the same day!! She was treated with methadone. A much stronger replacement drug! But her Baby was fine after birth. Melissa’s daughter & my son on the other hand, got withdrawal symptoms. This was strange. Which is why the doctors were..... confused?
Anyway, what the three of us and our Babies are going to experience in that damn hospital was.... crazy! Without the two, I would never have survived those damn nine days there. The doctors and nurses treated us like lab rats and somehow..... nobody helped us. I thought I was losing my mind.😓😭As soon as I left the hospital with my son, he felt better. He was ok after a month, but I felt extremely bad afterwards. I developed a severe depression.
Melissa and I exchanged our phone numbers that day. We'll see each other again very soon. It was so good to talk to her. She was also worried about her Baby. We both helped each other a lot. Melissa and I got along really well and we had a lot more in common, which was totally weird. But the best thing was that I finally found someone to talk to about all this. Our Babies and that damn drug, our addiction.
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