Posted on August 1, 2016 by Cassie Rodenberg in The Guardian The Guardian, By Cassie Rodenberg Beauty has seizures, and she worries about what she’ll be doing when the next one occurs. She was lucky with the first: she was in bed asleep next to her boyfriend, who woke to the bed shaking and was quick to pry his 24-year-old girlfriend’s jaw open to prevent her from biting her tongue. Since then she’s fallen down in the street and ended up alone in the hospital ICU, and so she lives in fear. She thought she was doing the right thing by sticking with K2, her drug of choice. In the South Bronx, a community known to struggle with addiction, Beauty chooses an active rebellion from the norm: she refuses to use crack, which removed her mother from her childhood, as well as heroin, which she’s seen turn functioning people into perpetually sick ones. Beauty’s drug, by contrast, is legally sold in corner stores. It couldn’t be so bad, she thought.
