It's a true story of my journey from a young nice kid who comes from a very well to do family turned into a hardcore adolescent drug addict until adulthood and also suffering from a severe mental illness. A story of a downfall of a rich and happy family turned into a nightmare. Story of resentments, jealousy, envy, I'll feelings, deceit, not to mention the struggles of an addict's daily life while lying to myself saying I was fine but little did I know I was in denial. I'm stuck in a dark hole and suffering with agony. And my ego, just too proud to ask a helping hand, with the negative stigma of society towards me. I'm in pain but arrogant to admit I have a very serious issue and I'm neck deep in trouble almost succumbing to drugs. How I try to manipulate anyone and everyone that I know. This book is gritty, in your face, no holds barred and no bullshit but only the absolute truth of the dark side of addiction. Simply put it, brutal truth and it's absolutely in your face. Now why did I say that? Because drug addiction is no joke, it's unforgiving, drug addiction doesn't choose which family to haunt with it's demons, it could happen to just about anyone, it doesn't care about how high you're family's status in the social ladder, whether you come from a very well to do family or even you come from a poor broken home depending on welfare cheque's. It's a cunning and baffling disease. Please don't have a pre conceived notions to addicts cause they're just a victim of circumstance. I for one never thought that I would end up as a hardcore junkie, but despite all those negative exterior that you see in me I still have my good traits. Like for example if I become friends with that someone I'll give my heart and soul to that guy or girl, in other words I will just about do anything for him or her. And these addicts tend to take advantage of my natural genuine character. I've been used over and over again like an old rug. I guess that sums up my summary. Bless God!!!
A recovering Heroin drug addict. Have been doing drugs for over fifteen years, still struggling with the temptations of drugs and just trying to get by this cynical and cruel world. Comes from an affluent family. Doesn't come from a broken home where the natural society's stigma assumes that all addicts come from a broken home. I'm just a victim of circumstance and peer pressure. Got mixed up with the wrong crowd and being an adolescent what do I know about what harm drugs will do to you. The lack of knowledge and when I was younger I wanted to seem cool in front of my friends by doing drugs. In my lifetime I've been through three exclusive rehabs, been caught by the police numerous times. I was absolutely useless towards my family, what I bring to the table are only problems like my drug ration money. If I were to call home it won't be good news it will always be the police. For me to make amends to my family is impossible cause they have sacrificed their time, energy, money not to mention blood, sweat and tears along the way.By writing this book I hope it will give my parent's a little bit of pride. And my hope is any of you addicts out there can relate with my story and identify for themselves...
