In the beginning I was so out of the drug loop. My boyfriend got all the drugs. But this time he brought me cocaine. I was already on day 4 for being up. And being in such a hurry I dumped about 2 grams in a container and mixed it up. My program went by the gram and it wasn’t reprogramming. Thinking I will add more water later. Well later came but that didn’t happen. I injected all of it into my veins! Being a drug addict, I now understand the saying, “You’re so vain!”
I heard a voice loud and clear “she’s done it now!” Feeling myself slip, I started running around, drinking water, scared as all hell. Grabbing my phone but I couldn’t remember my boyfriend’s number, that I dial numerous times a day. The only number I could remember was my parent’s home phone. I dialed it! My middle child answered, I thought this was the last time I was ever going to talk to her. I tried to remain calm not to let her know what happened. She did all the talking. I told her I loved her. Shortly after I got off the phone, I was able to calm myself and I sat on the front porch in the dark until my boyfriend got home.
It’s raining, it’s pouring, the old Stephanie has flat lined. She bumped her addiction and went to bed and couldn’t get up in the morning. Drugs, drugs go away or else there will never be another day.