I'm not promoting or supporting senseless abuse, however, I stand behind smacking some sense into someone when they're losing themselves. To some of you this poem may come off as harsh, but I give my friends and my future husband (if I have one
) Permission to smack me across the face if I slip into some stupid shit that i've gotten myself into.
If I'm clinging to drugs like a life source, than It needs to be wrestled away from me if I'm not letting go. Sometimes things will get physical because it's the only way things can be solved in situations like that.
Many of you won't like this, and I can understand, but this is my opinion on a situation like this. I believe in tough love 100%.