trouble don't last always

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When I gave birth to my son I made a promise. I promised that I would give him a better life than that which I was given.

Drugs change who you are as a person.

My mother was born into the world with a few wires crossed. The first time she did drugs it set off an explosion of feelings she'd been chancing her whole life.

They say when you take drugs it's that first high that you're also searching for. It'll never be the same again yet you keep searching for it.  She told me she hadn't been doing drugs until I was a little over 1 and a little under 2.

She tells the story like I'm some saint that saved her. "Yeah, she was two years old when she walked in on me with the crack pipe in my hand. She yelled ""NO!"" So loud it scared me. I put it down."

I'm no saint. Neither is she.

I was born with a few screws loose.

I never understood addiction.

My mother +My Father+=Addicts

My Stepfather+My Dad= Drug Addicts

My Aunt+My Grandmother =Drug Addicts

This is who I was raised by. Did I ever really have a fighting chance?

I was in eighth grade when I first cut myself. I didn't do it to because I wanted to die. The first time was because I was curious. After that was that feeling you get. The rush.

It took me 3 years and every single day fight. It's been 6 years and that fight is getting harder.

They say you relapsed after so many years because you forget how bad it can be. But when you relapse the thing you can't seem to see is all the beauty that which you'll miss.

Drugs change you as a person.

When I gave birth to my son I made a promise. I promised that I would give him a better life than that which I was given.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 06, 2020 ⏰

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