I would probably say that its a sign from god to just stay away. But I kept trying and trying and trying and continuously failing. I was heavily addicted to black tar heroin and coke in Colorado. I met my now bf while he was serving out the remainder 180 sentence in a half way house.
When he got out we left to Wyoming where he worked as a roustabout for oilwells and rigs. After I got done being sick, a grueling three week roller coaster of emotions and sickness from both ends, on top of freezing to death in a small 12×9 trailer with no bathroom and no heat, I began a job as a bartender at a small bar.
Mentally doin ok cause he and I were still learning about one another and everything new. Then we left literally on foot hitchhiking to Colorado. Went back to the springs, this was two and a half months later, and did my old thing with my bf this time and left a week later. Got a bus to Tennessee and shared a suboxin which made it ok. Then hitched all the way to Maryland. Saw my mom and chilled for three weeks and was able to find some China white the last day I was there. It was boooommbbb.
Now I’m here in PA … I have walked everywhere and even went to Pittsburgh and can’t find shit. I’ve given up pretty much. Just wanted to vent really. It’s been frustrating but none the less its out of my hands now. It’s just aggravating…again god testing me or something ya know…. I volunteered for this concession stand and the guy running it was just saying how bbaaaddd westmoreland county is cause its right off the turnpike, and was going into detail about all the heroin that goes through this town amd if you wanted it that badly you would find it, speaking hypothetically he doesn’t know me or my history and you would never be able to guess looking at me…
Thank god… Bleh.
