Nepenthe91
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Sep 29, 2013
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So I've been treading water all summer addiction wise- no heroin but monthly klonopin, adderall, occasional vicodin and daily narijuana use. Sounds like a lot but I was happy and productive. Then for some ungodly reason I went looking to score. Found some old dudes who seemed in the know, copped a short bag (whatya gonna do, y'know?) and quite stupidly did a large and potent shot. It took a minute to hit, but when it did it was like fucking pure heaven. I don't remember shit else except waking up in a hospital bed with a tube in my nose having been given narcan. I mustve sobbed for hours. Disgust and shane don't even begin to cover it. Talked to myndad on the phone. He fucking cried. I made my father cry. Stilk partly wishing it had killed me, wondering why on earth it didnt? 7 years of this shit. Not sure how to get out but certain Ill soon be dead if I don't.
