In Iceland, there is a saying that It’s not the drugs that make a drug addict, its the need to escape reality. {click to tweet}

Reality is scarier than hell. Reality is the state of things as they actually exist, rather than as they may appear or might be imagined. Even, imagination is real, and existence is utterly imagination to  a blind person.

Reality exists when actions happen. I remember my once priest preach to the congregation :”it’s not what happen to people that makes them does not believe in God , but what happen after that … what makes them not believing God” {click to tweet}

Then he explained “a woman, leaving church in night and on way home, bad people shows up and rape her. This so-called “rape” Reality is not the thing that makes her stop believing God, but what she thought after that Reality happen to her … that is when she become the prisoner of reality.”

Whether you believe or not believe to God, it does not matter … at least to my opinion. The reality still there, and it drags you down fast, faster enough that you don’t even have time to take a breath.

All of us have been in the situation where we can’t see the door everywhere, it’s totally closed. We can’t even see a small window to crack upon so that we could escape our reality.

Remember when you panic at the first time? In here, you are panic the whole time, the oxygen is not running well through your vein, until you take a deep breath, distract your mind to other things peaceful.

Human minds are trapped easily, because together with your mind, there goes your emotion running freely. Human will always be difficult to “see” without eyes. But, when you are in a reality jail with no guards watch over you, except your fucking self, go start digging! and get the fuck out of there!!!.

Freedom is the most basic human nature. We loves to be free, free from credit cards, free from expenses, free from money … Yet, the second human nature is blame. You blame yourself, and everything and think “what if … “.

There is no undo button in life, but there is a revision. You can strike through and scratch out your life to make it right  … but in the end you will be able to publish your life again.

And if you think to take the drugs again, I welcome you back to the jail. Here, I will just go outside, take my deep breath of freedom and  see you on the other side …

There are help out there to take you out of your misery, but not drugs.


I would appreciate your opinion about this matter, so that we can learn from each other better to live this life abundantly!

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