Drug addict, junkie, crack head, coke whore, druggie, doper, pill popper, dope fiend, stoner, tweaker, bag bitch.
Crazy, psycho, bat shit crazy, cuckoo, fucked up, cray-cray, dodgy, lunatic, demented, nutty, loony, demented, off his rocker, mad, unhinged, loco.
These are phrases we use to refer to those suffering from mental illness and substance use disorder.
I’ve even heard people who’ve been affected by either or both refer to someone else with the disease with these phrases.
I’ve heard it from doctors referring to patients they’ve treated.
I’ve heard it from mental health professionals.
I’ve heard it from those in the criminal justice system.
You can’t humiliate someone out of addiction or mental illness. You can’t shame someone who already feels so much shame already.
Would you call someone with cancer a bowling ball head? Would you call someone with heart disease a ticking time bomb? Would you call someone with diabetes an insulin addict?
We’ve spent thousands of years evolving and yet we still use words as blunt force objects of destruction.
So if that’s you, cut it out you bottom-feeding, sludge-sniffing, baboon-loving, lilly-livered potty mouth. You probably didn’t expect that from your emotionally naked, bat-shit crazy, blonde-headed blogger.
But you get my point. I hope.