How did I end up like this? My immature decisions clouded my wise decisions and this made me think that drugs was the solution but as usual I was wrong! Its not easy to be alone and suffering but I had no choice.
I realized that my association with the so called "gangsters" and "thugs" was only making me weaker but where ever i turned to, they were there and there was no way out. I lived my life as there was no tomorrow, no yesterday but only the moment of pain, grief and suffering I had experienced. How could I let this happen? Why didnt I follow my instincts instead of my clouded judgment? But now I know that its too late to ask questions that are meaningless that have no answers.
I thought of suicide but that would only make me look weak, make me feel that I had no hope and no moral standards. I knew that I had to make a change, make a difference so that i can spot the light at the end of the tunnel. Will i finally spot it or will I imagine something that wasn't there? There are so many questions but no answers. What a life to live but I never gave up, I endured, i put up a fight and I hoped to win my battle.
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The Road To Recovery
Short StoryTroubles, chaos, selfishness and the dangers to survive....follow the life of the man with a plan, Max, as we look at the life he lived and his road to recovery
