I'll try to make this short: When I was 30 I graduated from college, got married and moved back to my hometown near my family with my (now ex) wife to begin our new life. Within that first (and only) year of marriage I filed bankruptcy, was unable to find employment anywhere. Long story short, because of being bipolar with horrible anxiety problems I felt so worthless that I ended up leaving my wife to throw away everything to begin using heroin with a girl I knew online. It was my way of trying to kill myself because I simply gave up on life. She was an iv heroin user and I had her shoot me up our first day together - moved out of state to live with her. My first ever opiate experience was iv heroin.
Needless to say, I continued using daily and lost everything that I still had left over the course of the year I spent in that relationship. I then returned home, to an empty bedroom, no wife, no friends, etc. I've spent the past four years stuck on suboxone, rarely leaving my house and bedroom. All of my issues with depression and anxiety have worsened and I've lost any hope that I had when I was younger during my pre-heroin/opiates years. I would never wish this on anyone!! Please think about the effects one choice can have when you're down and don't give a fuck. You really don't know how horrible things can get if you head down this dark lonely dead end path.
"I've been thinking of the things that I missed, situations that I passed up for this..." - Elliott Smith