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Myself

Heroin has always been in my life. Only recently has it left [almost three years].

It started with my mother, and stole her from me with the aid of Meth, cocaine, LSD, all of that, as well as vodka, whiskey and absynthe. She did not die, but she was not a mother. I would have rather she died.

I grew up in the "projects" of north Germany, and spent my time mingling with gangs. Several members of my own gang overdosed and ultimately died from heroin. Thankfully, the ones I was closest with survived.

I became an addict when I was twelve years old, and I changed. I became angrier, more hostile, selfish.. I wasn't myself. I lost myself.

In August 2009, I had a fatal overdose from shooting up six times in ten minutes. I went into cardiac arrest within a half hour. In medical terms, I died. The fool I was with at that moment didn't want to call an ambulance; he wanted to fix me himself. He cut my chest open, ready to give me open-heart surgery. The idiot.. He thought he could restart my heart by shocking me with lamp wires.

I was eventually taken to the hospital. Shortly after, I had an intervention. I'll be clean three years this September.

R.I.P. Keitz 1984-2003
xXxAnonymousxWriterxXx xXxAnonymousxWriterxXx 18-21, M 7 Responses Jun 30, 2011

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"The fool I was with at that moment didn't want to call an ambulance; he wanted to fix me himself. He cut my chest open, ready to give me open-heart surgery. The idiot.. He thought he could restart my heart by shocking me with lamp wires." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I see your pain and anger about you and your mother. my mother eventually died from an overdose ( thank god ). i see you as a person i want tot be. I have to say im proud to see you hold on for more than three years already. keep up the good work :)

So young for such trauma. You are on the right track take care and good luck xxx

Took my breath away! Best of luck, you deserve it!

Took my breath away! Best of luck, you deserve it!

I have no words for your lost childhood. Mine was brutal as well, so I know how useless mere words can be. On the other hand, I'm proud that you survived, and are apparently prospering. I applaud the strength it takes to climb out of a situation like that. I wish you all the best.