When I travel, I’ll type my destination into a GPS to make sure I don’t get
lost along the way.
Addiction has no road map or GPS.
It’s an endless drag punctuated by slow climbs, out of control downhills
and harrowing hairpin turns — an accident waiting to happen.
Parents drive this highway a car length or two behind their addicted child.
We seek directional advice from experts in a desperate attempt to help
them avoid the crash and burn.
Ultimately, the addict is responsible for his or her own journey.