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[DragonRageGT]

But of course there's a price to pay even if it were legal. As it is now, it just can't continue. Can you imagine thousands of people of all ages living on the streets, abandoned by family, society, authorities, everything, because there is only one thing in their minds... they have to use the next fix of crack.

These are some images of Cracolândia in São Paulo, biggest and richest city of Latin America, when 17 million people live, most of Brazilian billionaires and millionaires included, HQ of the biggest Brazilian companies and Region HQ of most of the biggest multinational companies...











It IS a disease and it is spreading...

[Blood-Lord Thanatos]

RageGT, refrain from posting depressing and heretical photos of the downtrodden masses, it uses up all of my pity credits.

[DragonRageGT]

Forgot to mention that Brazil does not grow one single coca plant. We're just on the way from producers to final destination, Europe and the USA.

[Milana_Saros]

Well I read the OP. I usually stay the Hell out of threads like this since they tend to be rather flammable and I know next to nothing about drugs. I guess I'm blessed in the sense that I've never seen them, tried them or been offered them. It's probably thanks to living in a rather calm part of Finland or simply me not ending up with the wrong company.

It's always very sad when a person dies. No matter the reason. But I guess you are right when you say that people choose their own path. My ex-best friend did some pretty irresponsible things when we were both still single and went clubbing every weekend. I kept looking after her, calling after her very often when she left the bar with a man she didn't even know. I'm suprised she never got raped. My reward in all this? "Stop interfering with my life! You're not my mum!"

*shrug*

As for addictions in general...ehhh, a very hard subject. Won't talk about drugs, since as I said, I know next to nothing about them. Alcohol however has always been a part of my life. Since I started working at a store, I see drunkards all the time. Some of them are plain stupid and retarded. Having ruined their brain with constant boozing. But some of them can be rather funny, polite and nice people in general. Whatever got them into drinking...I don't know. I might dislike it and get annoyed by the drunks from time to time but it's not up to me to say outloud that I despise them or that I wish they died. It's their life.

My dad drinks. My mum drinks. My brothers drink. I started drinking when I was 14. All my friends drink. Pretty much every other random Finn I see on the street, drinks. It's just that fun thing people do in the weekends. It's normal, it's OK. As I've gotten older, I've started to see the darker side in all of this...

And still people do it. It's fun. It makes the worries go away. Or so it seems like.

When I was hurting bad from my life being turned upside down, I suffered from mild depression. I was aggressive and very distressed all the time. Pretty much the only thing that lit me up was when it was finally weekend and I could get drunk and hit the club. Being drunk in the middle of a mass of people, with loud music filling my ears and just dancing all night made me forget about everything. It wasn't just about running away, I also had pretty damn fun times but it wasn't rare for me to leave the bar after closing, stumble back to my place and then crying myself to sleep. Alcohol "withdrawal" helped me cry out all the crap that I had started to bottle up when I was sober.

I don't regret that "moist" part of my life. In a way it was necessary and it mostly was about having some harmless fun. But it also showed me why some people might get addicted. I still miss clubbing and drinking sometimes. Actually I miss it alot. But what did it really give me? I eventually started feeling better and stumbled back on my feet so ditching a stable relationship and a stable life in order to get back to drinking and clubbing....it would make no sense whatsover.

But not all people find this solution. Not all people have the strength to stop. So I personally try to be very careful when judging these people. And maybe offer some kind words if they are being asked for? But other than that, there's not much an outside person can do. You can't help someone that doesn't want to help themself.

My fiance's friend from childhood died in a very similar way than the person in the OP. He had finally gotten his life sorted out, had a wife and a kid and a house on the make. His heart just stopped one night. I've been with my fiance for over 4 years now and when he found out about that...it was the very first time when I saw him cry out in the open.

And if this is another goddamn troll thread: Go get yourself a ****ing life. Live a little, grow up in the prosess and actually go through some of this REAL stuff. Maybe that'll shut your trap.