‘What I can’t tell you’: What I can reveal about my drug addiction
The first time I took a drug was when I was 12, and it was a very bad one.
At first, it was painful and horrible.
The first three or four days, I would get high, I’d get high for no reason, and I’d have to eat.
The pain was so intense that I would often stop eating.
It was horrible.
I was addicted to cocaine, morphine and heroin, and to heroin I was using a heroin substitution pill.
I got hooked and, as I’ve said, I got into an extremely difficult situation.
I didn’t know what to do.
It’s a drug I don’t like, I’ve never used it and I was never a user, so I thought that I was going to die, so what else can I do?
I thought it would just get better.
It wasn’t the end of the world.
It felt like it was the beginning of the end.
I was really in shock.
I thought I was dead.
But I was not.
I felt alive and I started doing things.
I started to go out, to parties and things like that.
I made friends and I got involved in drugs again.
Then one day I got a call from my mother saying, ‘I need you to come to Miami.
I need you.’
I was 14 years old, and my mom called me and said, ‘Please come and see me at the hospital.’
I remember it really well.
It had nothing to do with drugs.
I knew exactly what I wanted to do, and she said, “You’ll need money, please come and get me money.’
I said, [I] don’t know.
I didn’t have anything, but I didn’€™t know what else to do and she called again.
She was really emotional.
I said okay, I’ll do anything for money.
She called back, and again, I didn€™T know what I was doing, so she said I’ll get you some money.
I called her back, but she didn’t get back.
I had to pay, and the money was about $500.
So I called the bank and they said, okay, we can help you out.
They helped me, and so I went back to my mother.
I think I was 13 or 14 years older.
I went to Miami to go to a party.
I would meet people there and go to the party and go back home.
I wasn’t even supposed to go back to Miami until I had enough money to buy my first ticket to Florida.
I had a girlfriend at the time and we went to a bar in Miami and we would drink and hang out and then I’d meet her in Miami.
She went to the club, we went out to the car and then she went to get a taxi.
It wasn’t until the next day that I told her, I had a little bit more money, but it was more than enough money for me to get to Florida to see my girlfriend.
I remember my mother came to pick me up and she asked, ‘Where are you going?’
I said that I had nowhere to go.
She said, No, that’s where you’re going, come here.
She drove me to the airport, which was about an hour and a half drive away.
I came to the gate and I went through security, and after about an eight-hour wait, I was let in.
The next day, I went down to Miami and met my girlfriend at a bar.
She had a really big tattoo of my mother on her arm, which I didnít know at the first time.
I went back and I came out to Miami, and when I came in the car, I saw that it was not my mother, but a girl from another city.
She told me that she was in Florida, that she came here to visit her mother and her sister, and that she wanted to see me.
I told them, ‘No, no, no.
You’re going to go see my mom, but you have to go now.
I donít want to get my mom and sister hurt, so you can come in and go.
You can come and hang with me.’
They let me in.
She showed me her mother, my sister and me.
She gave me some money and then we went in.
I brought my mom some cash.
It took her about four hours to pay us.
She helped me get the money and she gave me a phone number.
She got back to me and she told me what to tell my mother when I got back.
She gave me the number and I called and said that, I want to come with you.
I asked her, ‘What is it you want?’
And she said that it’s my sister, she told my mother and she had to tell the police.
When the police got there, they told me, ‘You don’t have to