I think the saying goes, "I complained I had no shoes until I saw a man who had no feet."
I've watched a few episodes of VH1's "Sober House" and "Celebrity Rehab." They are these reality shows hosted by the very attractive Dr. Drew featuring celebrities trying to get over addictions. Now I know some of the people featured on the shows are barely celebrities and not all have serious addictions - some are trying to restart (or start) their careers. Such is the true reality of any reality show cast. But some of them are obviously addicts. They have all the appearance and mannerisms (and arrest records for some) of any drug/alcohol addict and it's painfully clear these people are really trying to get over their substance abuse.
Watching this show lately has made me feel very frivolous. Here I am complaining about how I can resist strawberry cheesecake ice cream and there are people out there who can't resist hard drugs that do nothing but destroy them, their bodies and their friends. The show puts me in my place sometimes. I am blessed to not have any interest in meth. I am lucky that I love chocolate and not heroin. I have never done anything beyond maybe waste $5 for some chips. Addicts lose their homes, jobs and self respect over some crack.
It makes me think that if there are people out there that can overcome painful histories of addiction, perhaps I can stop eating M&Ms from my coworker's jar at work.
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