I wasn’t feeling angry when I wrote this post but I can see how it might come off that way. I think I was just feeling a little bit of the unfairness in life. It’s something we can’t do anything about but sometimes it’s worth stopping and acknowledging.
Today’s (Optional) Writing Prompt: Celebrities and drugs – do you judge harshly, have mercy, or fit somewhere in between?
Here we go…
I’m sure you know where I’m going with this.
BREAKING NEWS! WHITNEY HOUSTON IS DEAD!
Here’s where I’m going to come off as cruel and heartless and uncaring, none of which are true.
I’m not, nor I ever was, a personal friend of Whitney Houston. For her close friends and family, I’m sure that her loss was the inevitable ending to her downward spiral. I’m sure it was the ending they weren’t hoping for but weren’t really shocked by.
However, I don’t feel sadness. I don’t feel sorrow, other than normal human compassion for the loss of a life. I think for me, this is especially awkward having lost Susan Niebur this week in the blogging community. I didn’t know Susan either but hers is a death I shed tears over. Not Whitney’s.
Whitney Houston was a drug abuser. It’s an epidemic – the abuse of drugs. And the terrible physical addiction wreaks havoc on your body and makes your craving for a drug like crack so insatiable that I don’t think you ever lose it, no matter how long you are sober.
What I see is that Whitney Houston lost her life because she didn’t care enough about it. I see that Susan Niebur lost her life and cared everything about it. It bothers me and it saddens me but not in the same way as many of you.
I wish her life could have been different. I wish she would have never made the choices that inevitably ended her life. But life is about choices. We choose what we put into our bodies. And when we made bad choices, horrible things like addiction take over. I wish she would have gotten better but my sorrow is with other people and other families tonight.