Three years ago I was hopelessly addicted to heroin, I went to treatment for the 5th time and accepted the fact nothing would be different this time. I accepted I was going to die a heroin addict. I was alone, I was homeless, my family wouldn't speak to me, I had no job, no car, no friends.
Today I'm in a healthy relationship for the first time in my life, last week I got offered a huge promotion at my job which happens to be the treatment center I last went to, I have amazing friends, a dog, a home, I have a great relationship with my family, I'm in school, and most importantly I'm happy..I'm no longer a slave to my addiction which robbed everything from me.
I wanted to post this so that others have hope, it does get better! Reach out for help and don't give up trying no matter how many times you fall down!