Born into a happy cohesive family in 1993, my childhood was quite normal. I grew up in a loving, yet competitively natured environment. By the time I was in high school, I was heavily immersed in competitive sports and the musical arts. They were my main focus.
My older sister was a senior when I was a freshman. So, naturally, I thought she was cool. This was the time I was first introduced to psychoactive substances. Even though I was nervous around them, I thought it was cool my sister was a pot-head and my brother quite heavily drank.
Soon after I experienced the world of partying, drinking, and smoking weed. I let my curiosity get the better of me...
Sometime in the end of March 2008, I drank and smoked for my first time. My friends and I were back in the woods behind one of their parent's houses. I smoked weed, drank some vodka, and quite frankly, loved the way I felt.
Two years later, moderation ceased. I began smoking weed multiple times every day and even though I was a state champion in my sport of choice, I began skipping practice to smoke and hang out instead.
This lead to me declining a scholarship to attend the college of my dreams, and I ended up studying at the local university in my home town.
I had a very hard time thriving socially during my freshman year of college due to some mentally and emotionally tragic experiences just months before. When my first semester began, I isolated myself more and more because of this. But at the time, it seemed my newfound use of nearly every class of substance was mere experimentation.
Drugs were tools for me to draw out emphasis on helpful strengths. "There was a whole multi-colored galaxy of uppers, downers, laughers, and screamers".
I broke my wrist skateboarding sophomore year. Prescribed opiates, I fell in love with them more than I loved my girlfriend at the time.
After graduating from college, I planned on moving in with my girlfriend. One thing led to another and before I knew it, I was trying heroin for the first time. One week later, the night before we moved into the condo I purchased, she cheated on me.
I was crushed!!!
Multiple stressors on top of this lead to daily I.V. heroin use, and I began to hate my life.
Today, I'm finally happy again. Everything is so beautiful and I have unlimited love for everyone and everything.
What's different now?
It is my third time getting clean. Now I am doing if for MYSELF because I WANT TO, NOT because I need to.
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