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. I was fifteen years old when I first tried a drug called heroin. From that point my life went downhill.
I would take guys into restaurants and everybody knew to take off their hats. One of the guys, who I still talk to, asked me, “Why do you pray? You know what we do here, right? We sell drugs. Why do you pray? Our business is ...
I used to break into cars quite a bit. Steal radios, speakers, walk out of Lowes with baskets full of chain saws, carts full of chain saws, just crazy things because I could get dope for them. I had to have my dope to keep go...
She came home and said, “I wrecked your truck today.” Of course, I jumped off the deep end and immediately wanted to go reach for a beer and some drugs to drown out the emotions.
Within four weeks, I had lost my husband, my house, my job.