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The web of destruction.

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The web of destruction.

We all start out the same, young innocent, "golden". We experience life from different perspectives; by the communities we live in, our race, gender, age. Still somehow it doesnt affect how many of us still manage to get tangled in our self destructive paths. For me it started the day of my aunt's funeral. I felt the innocence leave my body. I didnt even know what was real anymore. It felt like a bad dream .Then and there i started my drug journey. That day to feel numb i drank an uncontrollable amount, but no one knew of course because of the mourning. i enjoyed that feeling so much that i dropped my friends and began to hang out with people that drank and smoked weed all the time. i began to lie and became a different person. People who once knew me thought i was nice and a straight edge swimmer. Now they saw the new me and I didnt care. I felt noticed since i got ignored at home since the death. Drugs became second nature to me. Eventually weed and drinking wasnt enough and neither was my income for getting coke and crack. I started selling my jewerly from birthdays, conformation etc. It didnt even phase me what was happening. I started doing other drugs such as presciption pills, as well as other street drugs, heroin, which i did most of all, for 5-6 months up 'til the end. Eventually a lot of my friends had dropped me or i dropped them. Either way, i became a loner. i had became disgusting. i wanted drugs so bad one day i called my dealer and he said he was out but he would send someone over that had, and he would deliver it. At this point i should have said no thats okay, but i didnt . This is a part of my life i will always reget. Well, the dealer came and we were drinking and snorting coke. i was saving the speed for later but i felt funny like really funny. i then started to pass out. He took his hand and put it over my mouth and told me not to scream. He began to rape me..... i remember that night very vaguely. i got really bad after that. As if that wasnt bad enough, i later found out he stole my aunt's jewelry. My family is still having a hard time getting over this . The night they confronted me on this i overdosed.

I went away after this happened. Well i have been clean from heroin for a year on Feb 15 this year =] i never felt so happy, proud of myself and I'm starting to love myself. Drugs ruin lives. Don't be a sucka and follow the crowd. Be your own crowd. I hope my story helps you love the life you live. Nothing will ever be as good a high as doing something morally good or a sport etc. My niche is drawing. Never woulda known!

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This Story of Hope was created in celebration of recovery and to let families know that there are pathways to hope and healing. The Partnership for Drug-Free Kids is the only nonprofit organization dedicated to helping families who are struggling with their son or daughter's substance use. Please consider sharing this page so that families know where to turn to for help, and that there is always hope.

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