Sunday, February 12, 2012
Whitney--Reality Check People.
Which is actually kind of cool because I was able to think about her life and my own actual thoughts without the flood of emotions from others, forming something anything but mine. I knew the moment I got home, Facebook would be flooded with Whitney sorrow and songs, so decided to jot my own thoughts down before I logged in.
And then she met Bobby Brown and made the choices of an idiot. She decided that drugs came before her family, before her daughter. I stopped loving her, and her music. She was no longer the idol, the beauty, the singer with this god-given talent. And it pissed me off.
Last night as I saw her death splashed all over the news, I could only shake my head. Newscaster after newscaster spoke of the tragedy, the sorrow, the shock of her death. Really? Come on, people--are you in need of a reality check?
It's like the guy who's been smoking for 20 years, who's shocked when he is told he has lung cancer; the alcoholic who is shocked that their liver is failing; the sex addict who cannot believe he has HIV. I mean, really.
She was a druggie, a junkie, a waste of an unbelievable talent. She chose drugs over her daughter--her own daughter wasn't as important as her next fix. And there's shock over her death? The only thing shocking is that she lived to 48.
So I'm not shocked over her death, but I am saddened for her family and for her. I hope that with the loss of young celebrities, people that choose drugs and alcohol realize that no one is invincible. No amount of money, no amount of friends, no huge mansion on the hill is going to save your body when it's abused. Perhaps looking at the reality of her death--seeing it for what it really was, will allow people to think twice before trying crack, smoking a joint, shooting up heroin.
She died because she was a drug addict. No frills, no whistles. And now her daughter has to grow up without a mother--not that hers was ever really there anyway. With that Rest In Peace, Whitney--and I hope that one day your daughter will be able to live in peace. Sad day.