Monday, March 15, 2010

My Name is Sara and I'm an Addict





**submitted by Sara


My name is Sara and I'm an addict. I won't ever say recovering, because do we ever recover?


I'm 31 and about 12 years ago I started using heroin. Not pot, not booze, but heroin. I was the fat lil' nerd everyone loved to hate, and when a "friend" said, "Try this, it will make you thin," I jumped on it.


I went from 175 pounds (at 4'10") down to 95 lbs in a matter of months. I was happy with my looks, but when I was in a car crash that almost took my life and the life of my daughter, who was two at the time, I hit bottom. Or so I thought.


For two years after, I robbed, stole, and went to jail, all for dope. I didn't care who I hurt. When I went to jail, I was 70 pounds and had abscesses on my arms from shooting. Two years I spent in a cell, kicking. Yes, detoxing only lasted a few weeks. But for me, I wanted to get high, and I still do, but I met a great guy, got married, and now have two wonderful little girls.


There are days I wanna get high, but I don't because I don't want to go back to being 70 lbs, and I love life too much to get high.

4 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing your story Sara. One thing I learned in treatment was that my addiction to alcohol is just the same as everyone else's addiction to anything else: pain killers, crack, meth, heroin, whatever. Thank you for being so brave!

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  2. Thanks for this, Sara.

    It sounds like life is loving you right back.

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  3. "I love life too much to get high."
    This is it... the reason. Seeing that is a gift.
    Thank you so much for sharing this, for sharing you with us.

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  4. You are so brave to share your story - please know it helped me today. Truly.

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