How to Get Help for an Addiction

Addiction comes in as many types and sizes as the people it effects. Addiction is not something to be taken lightly either, no matter the magnitude of the situation. Whether it’s drug addiction, a shopping addiction, or an exercise addiction, any person struggling needs a strong support system. Many schools have on campus counseling centers to help addicts, but most college addicts don’t think they have a problem.

And we know that in college it’s really hard to find the line between a party girl and a girl in trouble.

Here are a few things to keep in mind to help yourself or a loved one in trouble.

1. No one is above addiction. There isn’t any certain kind of person that can fall into the downward spiral. It’s a fine gray line between habitual actions and addictive problems. An occasional drunk cigarette or ritual study-break coffee could turn into a battle of the wills. It can happen to anyone, including you, the straight-A student who is an R.A.

2. Addiction is a serious thing. There is nothing to be ashamed of, especially asking for help. Anyone who’s human knows how difficult it is to admit to something which we personally find shameful. Asking for help is the best way to start off fighting addiction on the right foot.

3. Yes, we will help. If this is something you’re afraid you won’t hear aloud, don’t worry. There are anonymous support systems through both helplines and internet websites. You’re not the only one. There are good people out there, willing to help. Don’t be afraid to reach out. And vice versa too! Make yourself available to talk when you know there’s someone who needs to. Two people fighting addiction will always be stronger than one. Help a friend help themselves.

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Body Blog: Happiness vs. Addiction

alcohol addiction

My aunt has been addicted to cheap pink wine fore 13 years. When I was a teenager I remember finding a giant bottle tucked away in the fridge near her bathroom. She used to say, “I just like having a glass before bed…it helps me sleep.” But even then I knew there was more to it than that.

This woman I knew as energetic, happy and fun transformed into a mean, foul being who constantly played the blame-game when she explained why she drank. “Your mother and uncle have always been awful to me…they made me this way.” I never loved my husband…he made me this way.”

Listening to her go on and on was not only angering, but utterly draining. I’d leave her house after a visit and feel exhausted by the toxic energy she spewed at me. It was in that last moment, when I pulled out of her driveway, that I decided I’d never set foot in her house again.  Read More »