The Opioid Crisis In America Is Out Of Control And I’ve Got Something To Say About It

I have published two official White House reports on President Trump’s achievements to date.  The retweets and feedback on them paled in comparison as to when Chelsea Handler and I had our brief online row a few weeks ago.

It’s crazy how people overlook the good the President is doing.

For example, his commitment to overcome the drug epidemic in our country surpasses any other. However, this is more than just illegal, illicit drugs. As a nation, we have developed an alarming dependency on opioids as legitimate medicine and they have become a part of our daily medicated consumption.

The problem has arguably been with us since the 19th century. No one has put a stop to it. This begs the question…can anyone put a stop to it? Is the issue in the supply or the demand? Is it in the way these drugs are marketed…as beneficial facets of the medical community? To be sure these are profitable drugs and they are the foundation for a number of legal manufacturers.

The other prescient danger is the trade on the street. The access has always been there.

The most profound thing, to me, is that the President isn’t just going after the suppliers. He’s tackling the real issue–the addict, the sick people who have lost their lives whether they are dead or walking dead. Addiction is a disease. Is it communicable? Is it genetic, are we predisposed? Read the science for and against.

Many think the answer is simple: just cut off the supply. But the real question is “why?” Why do people turn to these drugs? What fuels the disease that pushes for the procurement? From my point of view, the answer begins with pain. Addicts are in pain. Whether it starts as physical, it almost always turns to mental…a maddening compulsion to quell the pain from inner turmoil is the driving force for many. The addictiveness latches hold and it’s a slippery slope.

The only way to treat it is to look at each addict as a sick individual who needs help. Can you force them? No. Trust me I know. I’ve had many family members die and struggle with this demon.

Pain. What is yours? Often, social media tempts us to put our pain before everyone and it’s not an advisable thing to do. Why do some of us fail to treat it? Do we think the drug is treatment? It masks the symptoms but doesn’t cure.

So many have a story to tell. Many take to the internet to tell it, often finding it brings far more confusion and accentuates the desperation and loneliness. What lures us to seek The Dragon? There are many with seemingly good lives, which have destroyed those lives through the desire to catch The Dragon. Is it experimental? Why do people experiment with what is usually devastation and death?

My father died a heroin addict. It is something I live with every day. I wish I could go back, ask him what brought him to the drug or even better, to get inside his mind and study the thoughts before the drug got hold of him, before his very first taste.

I see the younger generations being convinced that some drugs are OK. Marijuana is legal–for medicinal purposes. So was milk of the poppy when it began to take shape and become the enticing door into darkness. Whether you’re injecting it or popping pills, The Dragon is The Dragon.

I believe marijuana is just a gateway into that realm. Making opioids legal by prescribing them as pharmaceutical painkillers is no different than what we’ve done with marijuana. It’s a drug. It’s a painkiller. This pain we are all seeking to kill: Fear. The list of them is long and extensive. The powers they hold are life and death. So it’s no wonder we try to kill them. Numb them. But what I’ve learned is the only way to defeat them is to face them head-on.

What I have learned, is that the only way to defeat these demons is to face them head-on with a power greater than ourselves—God.

Into the breach my friends! To slay The Dragon you must wield the mightiest sword. Sharper than any double edge. No one can do it for us. We each must slay our own personal demon. Then this battle can be won. Then and only then can we help each other.

I would love to see more people live a life recovered full of peace and freedom. Including me.

Best,
Stacey Lauretta Dash