I can't relate to you.
You, who talk about "kinship," and "community."
You, who "relapse" and "recover."
Cracky is not my addiction, and she is not a goddess whose acolytes are my brethren.
Some things in life need to be personal, else I can't imagine the gamut of reverence and miscellaneous feelings towards her to be sincere.
Among the contaminated souls is he who uses his knowledge of her as a tool to gain popularity and admiration from his peers.
Perhaps it's time you reassess your agenda.