After I had been clean from methamphetamine for a year I began to notice a few of things.
1) I still had problems that didn't just go away when the drug did.
2) The non-users in my life seemed to believe all the problems would go away when the drug did.
and
3) Since I still had problems I didn't know how to handle, they constantly suspected I was using.
Time upon time, I was questioned, and at the slightest show of strong emotion I was disbelieved. The constant demands to prove myself continued until I was so angry at them for setting me up for failure in their ignorance that I relapsed. In that relapse I came to a realization and finally asked,
"When is society going to get its own drug and stop being co-dependent on mine to validate their righteousness?"
That's not to say I have an excuse to continue in my addiction. I don't. I came to realize that by relapsing, I am in turn the enabler of an addiction that is a greater epidemic than any drug I've ever encountered. The addiction to the blame of drugs for any conflict of emotions with another person who once used.
This addiction is imperceptibly subtle and has reached almost every individual alive today.
Until direct AND indirect users both admit to their addictions and mutually seek recovery, the drugs have won the war.