I am flawed and addicted by Bob Brown
For most of my life, I saw no need for them. In my late 40s, I think I got addicted to them, in my mid 50s now I can’t get by without them.
It started out with an occasional use, you know… just to kind of help out, make things easier. At first I hid my usage, yes, I was ashamed. I was covering up a flaw, a weakness. It started out like all of the bad things in life, I didn’t buy them myself, but bummed them from a friend. He was quick, to share his little dependency with me. He said all the right things, "A lot of people use them Bob, nothing at all to be ashamed of," and then he added, "You see the commercials on TV all the time, guys use them all the time… especially guys your age." It didn’t make me feel any better.
You can get them without a prescription, but it’s recommended that you see a doctor. I had no intention of seeing a doctor and I figured maybe it wasn’t that bad. Sure, I needed help, but not bad enough to see a doctor. I would work around it, I was after all a big strong guy, and big strong guys don’t have to rely on them to function.
I found some, cheap… low dosage, just enough to help me out. They worked great for a while. I carried them in my pocket, just like the commercial says. "Cause you never know when the moment might arise." As the years passed I found I needed to up the power to get the same results. I used to struggle, but could often fake my way through just about anything, now I found that I couldn’t do anything without them.
With more frequent use, some of the stigma went with it, something to joke about, share with other old guys my age. Sure, I am worried about my dependency, I might even go see one of those doctors someday I check my pockets to make sure I have them with me. I keep spares everywhere and always have a pair within arm’s reach. While I don’t need a little blue pill I do need a pair of number two cheaters to read the latest Viagra ad. I am left with the age old question. Which came first? The glasses or Viagra.
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