[Pigo]

I was actually addicted to methadone, only used heroin a couple times in my life. I used it because I could work and get stuff done for days on end while being high. I knew people who died because they forgot you can't drink alcohol when you're on it, but I was delusional enough to think I was better when I was on it.

It ended for me when I got old enough to notice the kids at these places I was going to by my drugs, just to do my dirt and leave. The last straw was when I stumbled into a bedroom while trying to find a bathroom at a dealers house. I walked into a room with 6 or 7 kids under 10 years old wearing big bubble coats and gloves, all huddled together in the middle of the room trying to stay warm. It was winter, and it hadn't dawned on me that the house had no heat. I've never been able to forget how I'd been contributed to their situation, my actions rippled out to affect many people beyond myself. Relying on drugs started to feel like a very selfish, narcissistic way of life