After I pushed in the plunger, all the anguish, self-hatred and regret faded into blackness. Heroin was an anti-depressant and the only thing I found to ease the constant sadness that clutched my throat. It was the blistering hot summer of ‘75 in Los Angeles. I was over-dressed as I headed to the supermarket in… Continue reading How I Supported My Heroin Addiction by Selling Meat
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A Christmas Gift from the Dopeman
You know what sucks about being an addict? A ten mile walk in the freezing cold to get pills on Christmas morning because you have no other options. You know what sucks about telling your family you’re an addict right before the holidays? Everything. I come from a very large Puerto Rican family. So usually… Continue reading A Christmas Gift from the Dopeman
