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 Dopeman's Grocery List
The reality and gravity of the entire situation was this: if I don’t steal this shit, I’m not getting high. If I’m not getting high, I’m dying. That’s how bad I was strung out on opioids; that’s how much of a slave I was to the drugs. The following story is based on actual events.… Continue reading A Dopeman's Grocery List