I now could do anything I had to do to get drugs. Yes, part of me hated being a slave to the drug, and what it was doing to me, but yet another part of me loved it. And I also came to realize I could not stop the habit, no matter how determined I became. If society wants to call it a genetic disease and leave it at that, so be it. Plain old fashion sin.
Sin transcends physiological and psychological, because sin originates in the spirit of a person.
His name is Doctor Jesus Christ. One night I got into an argument with one of the ladies I associated with. The following morning I was stabbed seven times in the head and 7 - 8 times in the upper body. My attacker left my body lying in front of a doorstep. Someone then brought me into the house and laid me on the dinette table to die there.