Category Archives: Diary of a Heroin Addict

I’ve encountered this debate several times while attending meetings and support groups and I have to say, it kind of irritates me.  I’ve watched entire one hour meetings get totally wasted by the back and forth arguing that this topic … Continue reading →

rebirth is a hard concept to digest and assimilate.  I thought that I had experienced it once; years ago… but in the long scheme of my life it was but an awakening in the middle of a nightmare…. only to … Continue reading →

I regret that I stopped posting blogs and searching my soul for words to inspire and help others.  I had a really good run with sobriety… but, unfortunately I did relapse and after all those words I posted I fell … Continue reading →

The “One day at a time”(o.d.a.a.t) approach to dealing with any kind of addiction is great.  It kind of helps you to remember, “Hey, this is life.  It sucks sometimes but, I can get through this”.  But, I’d like to … Continue reading →

I was going to call this blog “Ten Things I Hate About Heroin”. But I think that hate might be too strong of a word for my relationship with heroin. Although I have been clean for quite some time now, … Continue reading →

It is very important that while in Suboxone treatment you refrain from abusing your medication. The meaning of “abusing your medication” should be self-explanatory; however, there are even some small examples of abuse that are often overlooked. Obviously, you should … Continue reading →

Eventually the paramedics deemed me well enough to walk out to the ambulance. They did not feel it was necessary to allow me to put on a shirt and a belt, so while walking out it was imperative that a … Continue reading →

Black Then… Eternal darkness Then… Black, empty consciousness Then… Warmth? Then… Recognition of self. Then… A presence Behind me Then… Development of sense of self Then… Red, red, red, RED, RED, RED, RED!!!! I explode from the womb of rebirth … Continue reading →

I awoke on Monday morning, June 19, 2006, exactly a month after my 21st birthday, in a particularly jubilant mood because the first sight for my weary eyes was the sleeping beauty that was my girlfriend at the time. Nothing … Continue reading →