I am not an addict. But try and love one, and then see if you can look me square in the eyes and tell me that you didn't get addicted to trying to fix them. If you're lucky, they recover. If you're really lucky, you recover, too.
This show taught me that it was okay to be myself and that trying is always worth it, even if you fail. Learning that lesson before I entered high school was a game-changer. There is not a doubt in my mind that I wouldn't have come out of my shell without Glee.
A heroin high now costs less than a decent bottle of wine, a movie ticket or a meal for two at a fast food joint. Functioning heroin addicts are all around us yet, realize, they are one tainted glassine bag away from a meltdown -- or death.
Why is it society wants to read all about (and sympathize with) their favorite young starlet struggling to clean up their act, while there is rarely a helping hand for their co-worker who has lost their way?