I remember how toward the end of my heaviest using days, I had become a pro at hiding my addiction. So much so that when I ended up in the hospital with heart failure related to the substance abuse, my ex felt like she had a child with a stranger. She had no idea. Within five minutes of finding out, she left the hospital and never returned. I had lost almost everything I held dear to me. For a long time, I was bitter. Blaming her for leaving me until I realized: She had to leave or the only other way I would hit bottom would be in a casket six feet under. It took losing everything for me to get serious and actually WANT help. I finally saw the damage my behavior and actions were causing. It was then and only then was I able to lay the dope down and learn how to be a better person. Hoping that helps any suffering addict who reads it. Goodnight, fb.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 05:14:31 +0000