roxi2873
Bluelighter
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- Aug 11, 2015
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I've been an opiate addict for the last 7 years. Recently I had about 2 months totally clean, had a good job, had my girlfriend back and things were great for once in my miserable life. A week ago a chance encounter with my old dealer resulted in my saying yes to heroin. To make a long story short, I snorted at a coworkers house and overdosed. It ended up being fentanyl dope. Within 3 minutes of snorting it I slumped over on the couch and stopped breathing. The guy's grandmother called 911 I guess and he disappeared before the cops and ems got there. I was dead. They hit me with Narcan twice and brought me back. I started hearing people yelling and asking me what I took, sirens and general chaos. Realizing what happened the first thing I thought of is that my girlfriend is going to leave me. We have been through so much together and I love her to death. I lost her, probably for the last time. I've used up all my chances. There's nothing I wouldn't do for her, but I couldn't say no to drugs one fucking time. It cost me everything. I know I'm lucky to be alive, but in all honesty now, I wish they had just let me die. I'm so fucking tired of hurting the people I care about. I'm so tired of building my life up only to see it fall down. Im tired of being such a disappointment. I'm so tired of the hell that is my life. I was technically dead for about 2 minutes and I think it's the only 2 minutes of peace I've had in the last 7 years. I just don't feel like fighting anymore.