Guys.. listen. First of all, I never "claimed" to be some type of gangster or something. Yes I am a lower-middle class white boy. I went to college. I had a chance. I fucked it up. I don't know if the terminology of the word 'junkie' means something different over there in England, but we use as a slang for a heroin addict amongst other things. I went down a road MANY a young men went down in the USA. Pills-> Heroin -> to becoming an utter, hopeless, fucking JUNKIE. I don't know how the heroin addict culture is in the UK, but from what I've read/seen it seems mighty different, which is why I was nice enough to post my link here so you can see how it is in the USA, especially NYC. I wasn't trying to come off as some big time drug dealer hustler who reveled in the glory of it all, but LOOK I am being 100% honest.. I fucking felt like it at the time. I did sell drugs. Every kid who gets into heroin usually goes. We sell drugs to support our habits. And I am not trying to say I was fucking Pablo Escobar or something, but I wasn't selling nickels of weed on the corner. Everything I wrote is true. I didn't mean it to come off like that, it might sound like that to you guys, but that's the way it was. That is the way I WAS. I have changed now for the better. That was years ago. (A college isn't the toughest place to sell drugs at by the way) but off the subject of that shit. I don't claim to be some gangster or something, yes I am a white kid from America from New Jersey, yes. BUT.. how dare any of you say you know me to tell ME what I went through? That I haven't hit my bottom? I have suffered enough and caused enough suffering to other people. I am done with this shit. I am done with this life. That is all this is. It's not something I do for attention, to make me some like some sort of bad-ass. "OHH HE SOLD DRUGS, OHH HE ROBBED, OHH HE DID THIS, HE DID THAT" We all do shit we aren't proud of because our addictions take hold. I am sure some of you have, so don't be the pot calling the kettle black. I am sorry that I even posted it here and you had to click it and were instantly disgusted and unamused. I thought our brothers across the "pond" would like to read some a blog of addiction from the USA. I read one from someone in the UK, and while quite different we all have our similarities. And we all have the same DISEASE. And maybe it could or did help someone. I just don't post war stories, which I quite fondly understand a lot of you didn't take too kindly too. I write about contemplative shit as well. That's all I have to say. Whatever.
Edit: And you took that paragraph out of context. If you read the story, you would of clearly saw I was an asshole from the beginning. And I was an asshole back then. But just taking those sentences out of context makes it seem 100x worse. I am not denying that it might seem like I was trying to be Mr. Tough and, surely at the time, I was young and dumb and felt like it. But I am older now and wiser. And I don't think like that anymore. And I wrote that for factual purposes, to tell the story and wrap it up into something (the blog itself) with a message that addiction can be fought and overcome. People do change.