My Mama is a junky. She's been that way since I started walking. You know I had hopes once. Dreams of her walking in smelling like lavendar instead of rancid smoke. Having a twinkle in her vibrate brown eyes instead of a fog over her yellowish tired ones. My favorite is the one where she reaches her arms out to give me a hug instead of clutching for money or a clean needle. Yeah, those dreams were nice—too bad that’s all they were.
Anca Kobori-wife, mother, heroin addict. Among other unspeakable titles, Anca has come to deserve the name "burden" as well. Her only daughter, Alina, has carried the weight of this addiction for a very long time. On the girl's 13th birthday, she witnessed her Mother hit one of many bottoms, then bent down to pick her up. From that day on, Alina's life revolved around carrying her Mother from one place to another. Finding her drugs, begging her not to take them, hoping she would listen...she never did. Years passed. It seemed like things would never get good, until one day they did. Anca was happy, Alina was over the moon! So over the moon in fact that she thought it was time she went her own way, started living her own life. Then, at flick of a lighter, things got bad again, real bad. Finally Alina concluded there was only one way out. It just had to be done.
- Sharonna Johnson, May 2012
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