My Story goes like this back in July of 1994 a family member was using and I saw it for the first time when I was about 24. I just wanted to try it one time. Unfortunly the first time was it for me. I was a wife and a mother of two small children which I loved dearly. I could do it all clean every little crack in my house plus take care of my children and husbands need. Then we lose our home and live in a motel for awhile.
I really thought I still was in control. Through out this time I was now using daliy and need more then my husband to take care of my needs.
With in a year my husband left me cause he was ready to change his life and I wasnt. I still how my children. We really didnt have a place to live. I use to say have bags we'll travel and that was me a 2 children. Staying were every we could. I still believe that I was in control. My aunt ask me if I had a problem and of course my answer was no I ok.
Things staying get worst when I found out how awsome it was to be an IV user. The rush at first was awsome then it took me to a place I never what to go again and dont enjoy going to when. I tryed myself for my next shot of dope. I had a friend tell me That being an IV user would change me to a girl I didnt know boy was he right.
I did sexually favors to my aunt hubby for dope. It took a person in my little group to take his own life for me to change mine. I have been clear for 9 years and wouldnt go back there for love nor money.
Life is to short to waist it like that. Satan has control of you were you are using and that is the sad part. I forget people I loved. I hurt people who loved me and I wasnt a very good role model for my children
