I was with he nicest girl I've ever met, funny, intelligent and gorgeous, dark hair tanned skin and greeny blue eye's right stunner she was! I loved her so much, we spent all our time together, we'd go to work in the day and just looking forward to seeing her face when got home would get me through the day. I didn't want to see or talk to anyone but this girl, I'd been with her for four years and we shared everything, I could tell her my deepest darkest secrets, and believe me I have a few of those! Anyway all was going well we were both doing well in our chosen professions and we were living together, I just loved seeing her face last thing at night and first thing in the morning! Enter heroin, wasn't too bad at first, we were both smoking holding down our jobs and getting along just fine, but then the addiction took over, we couldn't earn enough to support our habits as well as eat and live ect, I ended up quitting work and taking on another "job".
Again all was good for a while I had enough money coming in to keep her in work and stop us both from being sick, carried on like this for quite a while but eventually things started catching up with me as they do and I thought "I need to get out of this game" so I went to get scripted and managed to reduce my usage, she however still in work could not get to the clinic as well as go to work so I carried on until they let me take my script away with me and split it with her, it was not enough to hold us both! At this point I felt failed by the health care trust, all I wanted was for both of us to be scripted and get clean, but she wouldn't be able to keep her job, so I just kept "working" and paying for her gear! Didn't know what to do!
Anyway to cut a boring long story short, my "work" was catching up with me and I didn't know what to do, we moved in wih my mum who knew we were using but would still take us in, I could not get the healthcare professionals to take us seriously, she needed a script so she could continue to work! My money was running out, I started injecting and keeping it from my girlfriends because I didn't want her to use neeedles! Money was running out, that's why I started shooting, "work" was closing in on me! One day we were at her parents arguing, they came in to see what all the fuss was about and that was it, I just let it out, told them we were using and that we were both heroin addicts, it did not go down well! And that was that I was thrown out off the house with a clip round the ear and I've never seen her since that day, we've spoke and most importantly she's clean, but I think I would have married her and spent the rest of my life with her had it not been for heroin! GOD I'M FUCKED