The need for secrecy and the attendant shame kills lawyers and unemployed people, magazine sellers, rock stars and sex workers. When we use alone, there is no one to rescue us if we take too strong a dose, or if we use drugs that (thanks to prohibition) are not what we thought they were. In my country and others, we impose so much deadly shame on people who use drugs.
Isn't it about time we afforded society and all of its members the dignity of treating a possible dependency through professionalism and basic levels of understanding. We set ourselves up for a fall when we try to distinguish who's entitled to care based on the noun of what their problem may be. Addictions shouldn't be feared, but they should have default impartiality.
For many, the death of thirty-one year old Cory Monteith is still fresh in the mind. Deaths of these kinds can only be described as a tragic waste. But, rather than concentrating on the loss of life and love, the publicity of these sad events could - and should - be used in a far more meaningful way.
Anyone who thinks dying from an overdose is selfish has a weird idea of what an addict wants out of life. There comes a point at which drinking, drug use, all that - they're not fun anymore. Philip Seymour Hoffman wasn't out partying. He was alone in his bathroom, compelled. Cory Monteith in his hotel room. Chris Kelly in his living room.