Okay so you're probably not wondering how I'm doing and how I got to this point but I don't care. 2 weeks before I was 3 years clean from heroin I had a lapse I smoked smack in a multi story car park and for the first time in years being in my brain and my body didn't feel uncomfortable or painful this peace just washed over me. This happened in the summer. I didn't touch the stuff again for a bit but it was constantly on my mind. Then me moved (me and my wife) and were left homeless in a city we found a listed commercial property to squat in and we struggled to get weed and horrible people were selling it in the area so we decided fuck buying weed any more because We got drugged with mamba and ended up in hospital. Plenty of people in the area smoke smack and drop their ends all over the floor so we decided fuck it and for about 4 months we've survived of our foragings. The odd smackhead would come into do lines and give us a couple. But my life isn't horrible anymore I'm in my element I'm having fun even if there's wankers everywhere.
