I will open this with Heroin Addiction isn’t no joke it will eat your ass up spit you out leave you beat down, homeless, and penniless; although heroin addiction help is available and you are doing the right thing by checking this site out. Believe me all the things I just mentioned have happened to me.

The first time I used heroin was like 1972. I remember I sniffed it and it mad me sicker than a dog and as I remember it I didn’t really care for it. It was quite a while before I tried it again and In the mean time had many other drugs to occupy me in the mean time. I was not ready to stop yet so I never really sought any heroin addiction help.

Then a friend of mine at the time new a guy who had dilaudid I ended up getting his script every month for a year. I also learned to shoot dope by then. I was doing the big H at the time also.

I ended up getting strung out when I was sixteen and went to my first methadone clinic. It was about 45 minutes away from my home.

This went on for a couple months and I was back to shooting dope again and this is about the time I acquired my first dilaudid addiction. I have also done some time in state the Penn for stupid shit I did while under the influence of drugs. I have also been to numerous rehabs and detox centers.

I will say this now and keep saying it if you think you have failed after being in treatment do not give up because one day you will learn to stop using heroin.

Every attempt I made at getting clean I learned a little more about recovery and most of all myself. The only person that fails is the person that refuses to come back!!

I would go to treatment and come out and use the same day.

Then I made it like thirty days one time. I was one of those types that thought that I could switch from drugs to alcohol and when one drug did not work or started to cause problems I would switch to another.

Well after many attempts including several O D’s. One time I awoke it the hospital with tubes down my throat, nose and in my pee pee. When I seen the Dr. I asked him if I could go home he said why do you have some more heroin at home? I said no but the truth is I did and that’s exactly why I wanted to leave.

How sick does that sound wanting to go shoot some of the same shit that dam near took you out. What I need to do then was get out and got to heroin addiction rehab, Like I said this happened several times. When I think about it I can see where God carried me through it all.

Well after many treatment centers I finally checked into a 2 year program. I was beat down at that point weighing around 100 lbs. I was tore up from the floor up anyway twelve of us lived at the same treatment facility. One of the rules was we were required to do 90 meetings in 90 days and this is real good heroin addiction help.

I had an older lady for a therapist and she would encourage me to do things that I really did not want to do. I did do them with reluctance. One of them was to share at a meeting. I was very fearful of that. I did not want anyone to focus on me period. For that matter I did not even want the person next to me to share because then they would be looking my direction. Part of the fear was I would say something stupid.

Sharing did help me to grow in my recovery. I knew absolutely nothing about living without drugs or alcohol. I was pretty much fearful of everything. I think it was around six months clean that I started feeling better and getting healthy. I was also comfortable with my opiate addiction at meetings and could share when I wanted without fear.

OK let me back up a little after like 90 days one of our therapists was going to school and she was same age as me. She encouraged me to go too. I did enroll and I had not been to school in over thirty years.

My first day of class I was scared shitless and I felt like I did not belong there. I was telling myself I was dumb and things like all you have is a GED. I really wanted to leave but I stuck it out. I have a past history of getting the hell away from what ever is making me uncomfortable and go get high.

I have had several such experiences of wanting to flee since going to college. From fears of not being smart enough to being unable to keep up let me tell you I had a handbag full of them. One by one I faced them all growing a little more with each and steadily gaining confidence.

I am now working on a degree in Social Work. I am like two thirds of the way there. Who would have though a dope fiend like me could obtain a degree? Not in my wildest dreams would I have foreseen this I give the credit to the heroin addiction help I received and this is how I learned how to stop using heroin. I owe a lot to the fellowship of N. A. and friends. I really owe a lot to the therapist that helped guide me.

Most importantly keep coming back.