Years before I would have my first taste of addiction, I was trying to understand it through my father’s. My father was a doctor who had the unfortunate combination of an anxiety disorder and unlimited access to medication.
His affliction was not apparent to me until I reached my early teenage years. The rapid change in moods, the slurring, the binge eating, all the undeniable signs I could no longer deny.
It became my mission to fix my father of his addiction. Believing that finding his drugs and catching him would change his behavior, I went on to follow his every move.