If heroin is the devil, then Naltrexone is my angel. By the time it was suggested to me by the physician at one of the many rehabs I had lived in, I had thought I had tried everything and was feeling pretty hopeless. I’d contemplated suicide many times, thinking I couldn’t keep living in this […]
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I may not have cared about anything in my life besides drugs, and maybe Brian (although at this point, my love of heroin had far surpassed my love of my boyfriend), but my parents sure did. They had noticed something was going on with me for a while, maybe because I sounded funny on the […]