Time or Money?

Time or Money?

As I described in my last post, I’ve dealt with having Type 1 Diabetes for as long as I can remember, from all the way back in grade school. My body does not produce insulin, and I have to be very careful about what I eat and when, and to be sure to take my insulin every day.

But I wanted to make this blog about both my diabetes and my drug addiction. Although I know addiction is a common problem, it still feels more shameful than diabetes to talk about. I know it shouldn’t. I know that both are genetic diseases and I can’t help being an addict any more than I can help to have diabetes. Despite it being a common problem, I think society still looks at addiction as a choice. Hopefully sharing my story will help people see that yes, doing drugs is, of course, a choice, but is predisposed to addiction is not. Addicts deserve as much sympathy, acceptance and treatment options as those who have diabetes.

Anyway, let me tell you how my drug addiction began.

I was in my twenties, freshly graduated from college. I had majored in finance and was thrilled to land a job in my field right away. I was making serious money while a lot of my college buddies who had majored in the arts floundered trying to find a word. I’ll admit to feeling a bit smug.

But the job was hard work. I was good at it, but the hours were killer, and the work and the deadlines were very stressful. I was at work six days a week, sometimes going in as early as 5:00 a.m. and not leaving 9:00 p.m. or even later. This was a far cry from my college days of waking up just in time for a one-hour class at noon. The money was worth it though, and the longer and harder I worked, the more money I made. I also thought I had a good chance of getting promoted in the company.

Well, I did get that promotion. But it ended up costing me a lot more than my time and sleep. Keep reading to hear how I moved up at my job and the effect it had on my life.