Book: I, my friends and heroin

It is no longer love if one is completely dependent on the other.

I no longer maintained any relationship with reality. Reality was not valid for me. I was not interested either yesterday or tomorrow. I had no plans - only dreams ...

Spring was approaching, and it was getting warmer outside. The first sunny days have always been a special holiday for me - this has been the case since childhood. Flowers bloomed in the garden. Running barefoot, undressing and sunbathing, flouding in the water - what could be better? But this year I waited in vain for this spring happiness. It seemed impossible, as it is - the sun shines brighter and warms warmer, and life does not get better? I was all from head to toe insales with some problems and did not even know what these problems were.

I deceived myself and was happy with that.

I told myself I would only sniff on weekends. Anyone who starts using heroin makes this vow to themselves, even though they don't know anyone who is still a heroin addict on weekends.

All this luxury here, when everyone must have their own bath, a washing machine and a piece of meat on the plate - too dependence. Also sick of all the...

Man is the crown of nature, man is the search for truth, man is music... or servile slave, who woke up this morning in terrible agony, subservient little pinch of powder.

Arrived the doctor wanted to inject me, but I resisted in earnest. Every day I injected two or three times, but the syringe in the ass - I was just worried.

Uh, don't be so silly - you've made for yourself, only for yourself! You broke, and you needed the heroin. Amazing! I assure you, you would have done it even if I did not exist. Hell, I will! You're a drug addict. You're totally screwed. Now all you're doing is just for yourself! Understand it finally!

Breaking needle never dared to resist, at these zeros, they turned... And I had often quenched his thirst for power, breaking off their names. When they got it started they could break just about the knee. It was only necessary to methodically beat em where it hurts, to irritate their wounds, and nerves have not sustained!

He shot up, I was... We were very happy together, and chatted about how great we would be without heroin.

Maybe we wanted to be as ordinary pedestrians - well, just a little bit different!

Some of the pages I learned it, simply because constantly reread them. Even wrote some passages from the book and hung them over the bed. Yes, this is as big as they really cut a thing! If all people adhered to those principles, about which wrote Fromm, then life would be meaningful... but still hard to live by his rules because you don't know them all. I would happily chatted about how he managed to live in this world on their topics... In any case, the reality is that his theory does not always come out on top.
In any case, this book should be the primary school textbook - so I thought.

And the only way that leads from the quarry - just blow...
And it is unlikely that we will want to the top.