Confronterend filmpje over verslavingen

Op mijn startpagina van Facebook zag ik dat één van mijn Facebookvrienden een filmpje had geliked dat ging over verslavingen. Een schattige kiwi wandelt onbezonnen door je beeld, tot hij een goudklompje ontdekt. Dit animatiefilmpje drukt je op een heel simpele manier met de neus op de feiten: zo verschrikkelijk is een verslaving.

Confronterend filmpje

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Good for a while

I am good for a while
I’ll talk more, laugh more
Sleep and eat normally
But then something happens
Like a switch turns off somewhere
And all I am left with is the darkness of my mind
But each time it seems like I sink
Deeper and deeper
And I am scared…
Terrified that one day I won’t make it back up
I feel like I am gasping for air
Screaming for help
But everyone just looks at me
With confused faces
Wondering what I am struggling over
When they’re all doing just fine
And it makes me feel crazy

What the hell is wrong with me?


I am tired.
Not for a lack of rest —
no, I slept quite well last night,
and I’ve had my coffee.

it’s something deeper, something
inherently present, in the
fibers of my skin,
in my tendons, in my eyes.

I am exhausted,
fatigued by life,
by the noise and the silence,
the people, and
the empty rooms,
the light and dark;
by hope and

so worn down by the world
that nothing in it can
refresh my mind from the
constant buzzing.

I am tired, and there are not
enough hours in the night
for the type of rest I need.