Since I have never told you how much these photos touch me, you can't know it. But I feel it is about time to let you know, even though I suddenly lack all the words when something REALLY touches me deep down inside!
And even IF a person can no longer live without the drugs, why would the PERSON be any worse for it. The circumstances are dramatic. Yes. So much so that they need to fulfil their physical need secretly, come by their drugs illegally, feel feelings of helplessness and loss and no perspective and all... But with all that, the broken, defeated, often utterly poor addicts are not those to blame. If so, it would be those smart rich people who make all their money with drugs...
There was this old man who lives at the bus-stop for most of the time and carries all his possession on an old, rickety bike. His heavy bike fell over on the edge of the street just at the outcome of the roundabout and he was unable to pick it up again. There he was. Old, maybe very drunk but I don't know, and visibly helpless. No one stopped. The cars zoomed by and everyone gave that man funny looks. "Ah. Look. That drunk, ha-ha." I pulled to the side, my kids went: "Huh? Mama? What...?" and saw me get out, walk back, cross the street and help that man get his bike back up and steady. I just thought he was IN DANGER where and how he was. Whether a DRUNK person is in danger, or a child, or a very old person or whoever... the helpless need help until they can get back to helping themselves. Sometimes it is just the tiny thing of stopping and putting their bike back in the wheels...
Too easy to sniff the air and judge, "bah, drunkard, addict".....