​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​Im a recovering addict. I have been sober almost 6 years now. I used heroin for almost 4 1/2 long, hard, veryy ROUGH few years. I went from snorting it a few weeks, to injecting. luckily, I never caught any disease such as Hep C, or AIDS. but I got so bad, at times when my needle broke, I would use my best friends needle. Dangerous and stupid. I could have easily caught something, but all I cared about was getting well and when my next dose was, and how I was going to get the money for it. There is no such thing as a functional drug addict. In time everything you have slowly starts disappearing. Now, Let me tell you why I am writing this. Remember when I told you I didn't catch any diseases? Well, I didn't. However, from using the same needle more than once on myself, I ended up with a Vegetation on My Tricuspid Valve which is apart of the heart and what helps pump blood. I ended up with Congestive Heart Failure, which is something I have to live with now for the rest of my life. That's not all though...Before finding out I had CHF aka (Congestive heart failure) and having heart surgery, let me take you back to when I actually ended up at Rock bottom, injecting probably a good 2 or 3 grams a day easily. I am 5'8 ft and got down to 105lbs and couldn't find a place to hit myself anymore. One day all I remember is waking up, hooked to a ventilator, and all the IVs and cords hooked up to my body, everywhere. To make a long story short, I was in the ICU at the hospital for 5 1/2 months fighting for my life, having a bunch of things go wrong in between then causing me to die 4 times and being brought back to life. From there after almost being in the ICU FOR 6 MONTHS I was transferred to nursing home where I learned how to walk again, feed MYself again, talk properly, get my memory back, bath myself again, and learn how to be human pretty much all over again. Think of it as me bring reborn all over again except I was a 22 year old adult. Finally, 3 months later, I was brought home and a few months went by I was able to walk, but I wasn't able to walk for long. My cane, and my wheelchair were my best friends, I had to take showers sitting on a bath seat thing, and my grandma helped me do alot of it. It took almost a year but i was finally able to kind of be a little bit normal again. I was able to build myself up for heart surgery a year later. I had Invasive heart surgery and open heart surgery both to replace my heart valve with an artificial pig valve. Now a few years later I am still not a normal 25 year old adult, but I am better than I was before my heart surgery. I wouldn't wish the HELL that I've went through on my worst enemy. I fought for my life more than a few times, a life that when I was using, took for granted. Now, I make sure to never ever take this life I have for granted. and you shouldn't either. Please if you or anyone you know is using and need help, GET IT. ITS OUT THERE. Your more than welcome to write me on instagram at @britvanityxo and I can give you as much advice and help as possible. I hope my story has made sense. I had to summarize so much of my life in such a small paragraph but if interested, I could possibly make a YouTube video sharing my story and giving advice? Let me know! And good luck to all of you and much love!!💗💗