9/11.......I remember this day all too well. Not just the terror attacks but i had just left my wife.She had maxed out all 3 credit cards,pawned some of my most cherished belonings,running from the cops, doing all the things a good addict with a 400 Mg a day oxy habit does.Total normal stuff. I didn't know jack about addiction then,I was forced to learn then,and the more i learned the more i receded. I was prepared for the best but embracing the worst. The photo's,the planes,the dust and death and destruction. The buildings stood tall and they fought to stay upright. bending steel,people jumping from the upper floors and hitting the overhangs with a sickening thud.The firemen running in while overcoming their primal urge to run away. The reports of tower 1 swaying, then the second impact, the second 50 ton bullet. Still they stood fighting to stay upright. Then the collapse,then the second all in a blur. I remember likening it to my wife whom i loved so much,she stood like the towers,strong and persisitent. then the opiate bullet hit,I ran to help,others ran to help just like the firemen. Finally it became too much and she collapsed and gave in and i was left with ashes and dust. Like the shafts of light they shine at times where the towers stood, she is not there,only a symbol of the past. Four years of suboxone soon and she is a shell of herself,artificial like the light shafts,foggy and impulsive. She still comes to me,still calls. Now she remarried this summer she still comes to me, sometimes angry,sometimes not, but still a shell. She says this is not easy for her,she still needs to see me,she misses my touch,she is not touched anymore. But when i look close i see the pinpoint pupils,the squinting eyes to think, the opiate delay. To us on the outside of this addiction is much the same as that fateful day. The bullets are pills,they cause one to fight and fight,then they lose and all comes crashing down. death,despair and nothing left but a tangle of smoking wreckage which was once a loving human being. Can we shine a light on it and hope for the best? No it is a illusion.Please for all of you out there fighting this animal,this demon,look around you and at those whom love you,you believe it or not are not alone in this.We watch you get hit and start to crumble,be more than a shaft of light for us to remember,fight and stay upright cause when you collapse,like the firemen and lost souls we die also, peace to all today and God Bless, Jim