Wow. Just wow.
Yes I have. I didn’t know it at first but I eventually put two and two together by listening to her on her cell phone late at night (she always talked outside on her front porch; she was my next door neighbor).
Unfortunately I didn’t put two and two together BEFORE she broke into my house while I was at church and made off with a ton of our DVDs and part of MrPanda’s sword collection and also some of his tools. (Stupid me had invited her to go to church with me - just a low key Friday night ladies thing - she said yes, then when it was time to go was nowhere to be found … she knew the house would be empty and made her move while I was gone.)
I get mad at myself just thinking about it. I should have known.
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You absolutely know nothing about this topic. That’s just the thing; She’s not human. Not any more. She is a crack whore. Nothing more, nothing le…
Wow.
True- they are subhuman. I associate them with those darkseekers in the movie I Am Legend- soulless, seeking, creepy.
I’ve lived in this city for 16 years. Yeah, I’m a little bitter.
Wait til one of them’s after your kid, your stuff, your livelihood. You’ll change your tune.
Yikes. Well, I will leave you two to your very strong feelings.
Not just those two. Most people that have known crackheads and other addicts of drugs like heroin feel the same way and justifiably so. They were once real people and there is a remote chance that they will be again someday but you are basically fighting the zombie wars while they are addicted. I have no idea why somebody would think otherwise. They are not their former selves and shouldn’t be treated as such.
Crack whore is a very apt term BTW. What else do you call someone who stands by the street to give $10 blow jobs solely to buy the next crack rock? The reformed lady that I described earlier is one of the most imposing people I ever met and she freely described her former self that way.
I’ve known several crackheads, a couple of them pretty well. They were a group of people who tried it, and unlike most others, kept using it. Some of them after jail or rehab, stopped. Not totally right away, I knew they were still doing it, but it didn’t consume their lives anymore. I haven’t seen them for some time now, so any or all of them could have flushed their lives down the toilet by now. The rest never stopped unless they were in jail or rehab, and then jumped right back in the gutter again when they got out.
They were not sub-human, or non-human, and they didn’t really have a disease by my definition. They were just addicts, and addicted to an insidious mind and soul warping drug. In every case they were from the beginning on the fringe of society. Problems with the law, school, family, minimal job skills, living on the edge of disaster, all before they turned their brains to mush with crack. The only difference I saw between them and the coke heads was the coke heads had money, and a sympathetic support structure after they got out of rehab.
I know people who have struggled with this addiction. Many people. We can agree to disagree that everyone deserves to be treated as a human being, regardless of their character flaws.
No shit I have known tons of opiate addicts and not one had ever had facial sores or picked their face, they sometimes had track marks and healed abscesses if they were a IV user but not facial sores.
Your kid is made out of crack? Interesting…
I knew a guy who said he was always depressed as long as he could remember, had tried all sorts of recreational drugs and one day he tried meth and wow he said it was like the depression lifted and he could now think normally and live like a human being. He managed to convince a psychiatrist to RX him some variety of amphetamine(I don’t know if he told the truth or not) and was taking it daily and said it was a godsend as it finally let him live life not in a depressed shell.
I sometimes wonder how many coke, meth, and crackheads could live a decent life if they were only medicated instead of having to chase down street drugs and get put in cages.
My son takes Adderall- generic name amphetamine. It’s now being used not only for AD(H)D, but to treat depression, as well, in some.
Jesus. I’m not a total idiot. I’m just sharing my experiences. Just because I don’t know everything doesn’t mean I don’t know something.
Far be it from me to point out the chemical similarities between cocaine and Ritalin…for that diagnosis of “ADD” which doesn’t even exist. Oh whoops I’m stoopit an don kno nuttin.
Don’t start. I live with a boy with severe ADD that affects him to an extreme. Do not start.
Do not start with what? Oh! Are you talking about me saying ADD doesn’t exist? It doesnt. According to the DSMIVTR it’s all ADHD. 
You’ve become tiresome.
FTB
Huh? Because I corrected the language to proper diagnostic terminology? Hey don’t hate the player, hate the game…“inadequate personality disorder” used to be a formal diagnosis too.
Go get some sleep Alice. Life’s too short to get so angry at an Internet stranger.
:eek: Holy crap! Really?! 
That makes me sad.
This thread makes me sad. Everybody struggles with something and someone. I wish people would remember that.