If you were responsible, you wouldn't have gotten addicted.
Your assessment in this girl's untimely death and your credence in her condemnation on the basis of responsibility - in this case, she was irresponsible to become addicted to heroin - is so absurd that in another life, I could effortlessly envision you as the bane of witches and necromancers. For surely it is through their ungodly enchantments that so many have succumbed to this Great Pestilence ravaging your nation in the year of your Lord 1350. Plus, a bunch of rats told you so.
Whether you choose to believe it or not, not everyone wakes up one morning and says, "I wanna be a junkie." Many,
many heroin addicts are actually victims of circumstance. Case in point - Jane Doe is on her way to Disney World. A drunk necromancer driving in the wrong lane collides with her head on. Jane fortuitously survives her ordeal. Little does she know that due to the permanent, severely painful nerve damage in her lower back, she'll eventually be considered responsible for an addiction she never asked for. Jane will eventually wish she had perished in that car accident.
Jane's family witch doctor, who immediately chose to incite her on a strong narcotic potion - one which she hadn't abused or attempted to refill early - has abandoned her because Jane had pulled off - quite possibly - the most irresponsible course of action conceivable after six months of lingering pain management: Jane told doc that as of recent, every morning she wakes up with flu-like symptoms and also that before long after she proceeds with her daily dose of MS-Contin, the ungodly flu-like manifestation seemingly vanishes. This testimony caused Jane's quack to promptly - in essence - advise her to fak off. Jane has now done it. No more refills from her former MD. Not even the hospital will dispatch her with as much as a prescription for Tylenol 3.
Fast forward about six more months. Jane is now regularly spending quality time with her monotonous nodding cousin, Todd, who she despised for irresponsibly becoming addicted to heroin. Jane now finds herself frequently kissing Todd's feet for providing the pain relief which had eluded her ever since her former GP cast her out of his office. All's not well however, as she will eventually learn that she's HIV positive and die a lonely, painful death without her husband and children who have also left her and without Todd who had recently overdosed on what actually turned out to be fentanyl.
Looking back, was it Jane's wrongdoing in that she developed a physical dependency to the prescribed morphine? Was it her negligence which led her doctor to stop her prescription? Was it her responsibility in that she became addicted to heroin after no one other than good ole' Todd would help her escape her torment? Was it her lapse in judgement which caused her to share a needle with an aquaintance - thus, contracting HIV - because there was no needle exchange program in place in the area? Was her death completely her fault? If someone copied Jane's story, pasted it in a major newspaper and ran an online poll, how many do you think would answer yes to all these questions?
If I told you Jane's tragic fate - from accident to death due to complications from living with full blown AIDS - is actually based on a true story, would you believe me?