Dr. Seuss wants to talk about addiction and those pesky mental health crises, but not the same thing they are.
Kid, you’ll move mountains!
That’s where you began.
Maybe in pain, or in anger, or you were ready to run.
But mountains you moved through alcohol, marijuana or needles.
And the depression, the anxiety, and the trauma, they are different evils.
If you never did you should. These things are fun, and fun is good.
There is a part of you that loves the risk, the rush and the high.
If a little is good then more, and more, and more you must not deny.
That is how it progresses, this dis… order.
“Dis” means disrespect and “order” means what it is. Together,
They terrorize and twist your head like weather,
Not a Sunday rain, but a full-on-attack-of-the-worst-kind.
Addiction, moods and dis orders of the mind,
Does not matter, they take you where you never planned to go.
You cry and cry, “Oh the places you will go?”
Recovery can happen and, my friend, here is how it may be, you see.
How pray tell will you succeed? By walking and walking and walking,
And walking, with your feet, because this will help you to resist defeat.
Don’t give up, otherwise, you will stay down and never get up.
Recovery is a path that requires a little math,
But not many numbers for that would be cruel.
Addiction once hit you like a tool, but now you will use it for fuel.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.
Remember that recovery is not about never falling, it’s about caring.
About you, for there is only one you! So stop staring,
And get going for it’s about to get snowing.
Oh the things you can find, if you don’t stay behind!
Some like the 12 steps, and others need therapy,
Others gravitate to groovy-groups, but remember it’s got to be done your way.
The conclusion of the matter, it matters a lot. And remember that matter, well that’s heavy.
You are you. Now, isn’t that pleasant?
There is no other you.
No copy, no double, not twin, no one else.
You are you, a miracle.
A full-blown stardust heaven-born miracle of miracles.
Remember this, for addiction and unhealthy mental health will lie,
Telling you that you are just one big failure, flat as pie.
Cling to you, for you, are the only you that you have.
When it is dark, lonely and when life threatens to crush and to grab,
Cling, my friend, cling.
And sing, my friend, sing.
In this piece, I have freely and frequently quoted from Dr. Seuss,
His words are in italics, right here for our everyday use.
Please don’t be mad but be glad,
That you were along for the ride for this piece is nothing more than an excuse
For a little fun.
Final words are important and for words of wisdom,
We look to the Doctor of Seuss, master of imagination’s kingdom:
The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.
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This piece was previously published by smswaby