Re: Heroin (my story) - possible drug trigger

Sorry for posting a new thread but I needed to remain anonymous. When I was 14 I started dating a boy. We dated for almost two years & were head over heels & talked about marriage constantly. During those 2 years my friends & I became estranged as I was always with my boyfriend. Things changed as we got older & we broke up. My old friends didn't want anything to do with me anymore. I was crushed on SO many levels. I became friendly with some other girls at school. They smoked pot. They were always trying to get me to smoke with them & one day, I finally did. I was just so happy not to be lonely anymore. We started sneaking out at night to go to raves. One night my friend gave me a pill. I thought "what the hell, it's a pill, like medicine" & I took it. It was extacy. I loved it. I took more as time went on. One night she had some powder in a bag. She said it was almost just like extacy but crushed up. I took it. It was special k. And then one night she got something else. I didn't know what it was & I took it. It was heroin. I was never the same after that. I asked her if she could get me more the next day & was horrified when she told me what it was. I was so stupid & nieve I didn't even know that heroin could be taken without a needle. No, I was not physically addicted after the first try, but mentally, the need I felt to feel that feeling again was overwhelming. I began stealing money from my parents to support my habit. Eventually my parents found out & sent me to rehab. When I got out I stayed clean for almost two weeks but I finally caved into the pressure. I walked to my friends house & she gave me some. The last thing I remember after taking it was laying down on my bed. I woke up 2 days later in the hospital. Apparently my mom had found me that night and performed cpr. My lips were purple & I wasn't breathing. Then back to rehab. I continued this cycle for 2 more years. My life was out of control. I was sexually assaulted one night trying to get drugs in a really bad neighborhood. I didn't think I was going to make it out of there alive. The last rehab I was in, something was different when I got out. My parents got me tutors so I didn't have to go back to school & I started going to narcotics anonymous meetings every night. It really helped to have people who cared, didn't judge me & who had been where I was. I got clean in 1999. Last October I celebrated 16 years clean. I'm 36 now & married to a wonderful man with 2 beautiful children. I feel that my experience has made me a better person than I was before. Definatly more empathetic. Before you judge someone, please remember that everyone has a story. Everyone is on a different path in life. It might not be what you would choose but that's okay because it isn't