losangeles1993
Bluelighter
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okay so for those who don't know my story I recently just turned 24 and ive always experimented with drugs until Halloween 2015..
I was drunk and a Fake friend persuaded me into smoking H on foil..i did it in his car and I fell in love the very next day I was at his house smoking ...I kept that habit of smoking black tar about $20 to $60 a day until about December 2016..when I was kicked out of my house for stealing from my brothers..
i was now homeless and on a downward spiral and it was winter in Los Angeles which gets very cold..it doesn't snow but it rains pretty badly..so here I am homeless in downtown and I'm sleeping in a stair case on cardboard and I'm stealing everyday ..I have no where to go because I lost all my friends and my girlfriend because I stole from them..i went into my beautiful girlfriends purse too many times..i even pawned her older sisters wedding ring and I pawned her favorite gold Jesus necklace which shes still looking for..yeah, I'm a real fucking piece of shit when I'm using...
so when in downtown I meet a couple of other local junkies and I run with them..they show me the ropes.i thought I knew it all but these guys and girls have been boosting and sleping on the streets for years..im a city freak .even when I was living at home I always scored in downtown LA and would sneak on rooftops and watch the city.im an artist so downtown is full of inspiration for me.i love my city.i will never leave here..
so my new friends would be the ones hitting my veins when It was my first time IVing.they cared me in a very weird way...so here I am about a month in being homeless I started jumping from shelter to shelter on Skid Row (skid row is the biggest homeless place in all of USA) and I wake up everyday and I'm SICK as a dog! everyday!
so enough is enough I tell myself..i missed Christmas and I missed New Years and I haven't called my family or my girlfriend so they think I'm dead.i thought they hated me but little did I know they were searching the streets every night looking for me.i tried so hard to get into a rehab but I couldn't the waiting list was 3 to 6 months so finally I call my bigger brother and I break down and I tell him I'm sick of this life.he comes and gets me right away from Compton..I got kicked out December 9 2016 and I was coming home March 12 2017...3 LONG HARD MONTHS ON THE STREET..i was a mess I was 23 and I had track marks and I ruined everything that once made me so handsome...or so I thought..
OK so now I'm home and IM ON LOCKDOWN...I CANT LEAVE THE HOUSE ..NO ONE KNOWS IM BACK NOT EVEN MY NEIGHBORS OR MY RELATIVES..they keep it a shameful secret..theyre ashamed of me..it wasn't until about mid April when I was able to leave again..and I was sober 35 Days...the first day I was out (I had to go check into probation was my excuse) I had a needle in my arm and running with the same junkies I used to within 2 hours...only difference was I'm in new clothes and I look good and have a place to crash at night...
now when I get back home that night my family knew I was high so they made me get on suboxone 16mg a day but I only take 8mg or 4mg depending on how I'm feeling..now every chance I get I have a needle in my arm...I am so ashamed ..my family thinks I'm doing good and my girlfriend visits me all the time and shes so proud of me...
so when I turned 24 on June 5th I said enough is enough and ive been clean this whole 15 DAYS SINCE IVE BEEN 24 ..im taking a little bit of suboxone but I have like 29 8mg tablets at home..i have to go back to downtown after tomorrow to get more suboxones from my doctor and take a piss test and go see my Probation officer (ferreals this time lol) and I'm scared to death of using ..
I don't wanna die and I don't wanna be a junkie..im still a very good looking young man and I don't want to be sleeping on a card board box again because I shouldn't be living like that ! no one should!...im so depressed and nothings fun for me and ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT ALL DAY IS HEROIN!! I WATCH HEROIN MOVIES ALL DAY ..I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO!I'm really worried if I use Imma shoot up a half gram and hopefully not wake up im losing this fight against H
so my questions are..how long until heroin is completely out of mind and will I withdrawl from suboxone even tho ive been using It for 15 days I never used it for this long...im so confused and sad ..many days I feel like getting my brothers gun and ending myself...few weeks ago I found myself holding the gun and the only thing that stopped me was a phone call from my girlfriend...
I also go to AA meetings where I'm very well liked ive been going since March and everyone is so fond of me being I'm the baby in the group..i thought getting thru the dope sickness was the worst but clearly its staying sober which is much harder than getting sober.I JUST WANT MY OLD LIFE BACK PLEASE GOD!!....
I was drunk and a Fake friend persuaded me into smoking H on foil..i did it in his car and I fell in love the very next day I was at his house smoking ...I kept that habit of smoking black tar about $20 to $60 a day until about December 2016..when I was kicked out of my house for stealing from my brothers..
i was now homeless and on a downward spiral and it was winter in Los Angeles which gets very cold..it doesn't snow but it rains pretty badly..so here I am homeless in downtown and I'm sleeping in a stair case on cardboard and I'm stealing everyday ..I have no where to go because I lost all my friends and my girlfriend because I stole from them..i went into my beautiful girlfriends purse too many times..i even pawned her older sisters wedding ring and I pawned her favorite gold Jesus necklace which shes still looking for..yeah, I'm a real fucking piece of shit when I'm using...
so when in downtown I meet a couple of other local junkies and I run with them..they show me the ropes.i thought I knew it all but these guys and girls have been boosting and sleping on the streets for years..im a city freak .even when I was living at home I always scored in downtown LA and would sneak on rooftops and watch the city.im an artist so downtown is full of inspiration for me.i love my city.i will never leave here..
so my new friends would be the ones hitting my veins when It was my first time IVing.they cared me in a very weird way...so here I am about a month in being homeless I started jumping from shelter to shelter on Skid Row (skid row is the biggest homeless place in all of USA) and I wake up everyday and I'm SICK as a dog! everyday!
so enough is enough I tell myself..i missed Christmas and I missed New Years and I haven't called my family or my girlfriend so they think I'm dead.i thought they hated me but little did I know they were searching the streets every night looking for me.i tried so hard to get into a rehab but I couldn't the waiting list was 3 to 6 months so finally I call my bigger brother and I break down and I tell him I'm sick of this life.he comes and gets me right away from Compton..I got kicked out December 9 2016 and I was coming home March 12 2017...3 LONG HARD MONTHS ON THE STREET..i was a mess I was 23 and I had track marks and I ruined everything that once made me so handsome...or so I thought..
OK so now I'm home and IM ON LOCKDOWN...I CANT LEAVE THE HOUSE ..NO ONE KNOWS IM BACK NOT EVEN MY NEIGHBORS OR MY RELATIVES..they keep it a shameful secret..theyre ashamed of me..it wasn't until about mid April when I was able to leave again..and I was sober 35 Days...the first day I was out (I had to go check into probation was my excuse) I had a needle in my arm and running with the same junkies I used to within 2 hours...only difference was I'm in new clothes and I look good and have a place to crash at night...
now when I get back home that night my family knew I was high so they made me get on suboxone 16mg a day but I only take 8mg or 4mg depending on how I'm feeling..now every chance I get I have a needle in my arm...I am so ashamed ..my family thinks I'm doing good and my girlfriend visits me all the time and shes so proud of me...
so when I turned 24 on June 5th I said enough is enough and ive been clean this whole 15 DAYS SINCE IVE BEEN 24 ..im taking a little bit of suboxone but I have like 29 8mg tablets at home..i have to go back to downtown after tomorrow to get more suboxones from my doctor and take a piss test and go see my Probation officer (ferreals this time lol) and I'm scared to death of using ..
I don't wanna die and I don't wanna be a junkie..im still a very good looking young man and I don't want to be sleeping on a card board box again because I shouldn't be living like that ! no one should!...im so depressed and nothings fun for me and ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT ALL DAY IS HEROIN!! I WATCH HEROIN MOVIES ALL DAY ..I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO!I'm really worried if I use Imma shoot up a half gram and hopefully not wake up im losing this fight against H
so my questions are..how long until heroin is completely out of mind and will I withdrawl from suboxone even tho ive been using It for 15 days I never used it for this long...im so confused and sad ..many days I feel like getting my brothers gun and ending myself...few weeks ago I found myself holding the gun and the only thing that stopped me was a phone call from my girlfriend...
I also go to AA meetings where I'm very well liked ive been going since March and everyone is so fond of me being I'm the baby in the group..i thought getting thru the dope sickness was the worst but clearly its staying sober which is much harder than getting sober.I JUST WANT MY OLD LIFE BACK PLEASE GOD!!....
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