I had been addicted to crack for almost two years at this point. I had lost contact with my family. My friends from my childhood barely even recognize me anymore. And I felt like I’ve
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My Cure Path
After my near fatal overdose with barbiturates, I was faced with a choice. Either get myself out of the deep hole that I dug myself into. Or continue going farther down the path, keep stealing
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Not a Rockstar Yet, but an Addict Already
Since leaving home after an argument with my parents, I had continued to go down my dark path with crack. At this point, I was already living with a couple of friends. They were also
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Troubles, Troubles, Troubles
The day after the party, I remember waking up at my usual time. This time, I felt different. It was like waking up in some kind of an alternate reality. Except, it was the real
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