My College Experience Included Heroin
I dimly remember that party. I was a freshman at college and the other girls invited me to a party that would have all these “gorgeous guys”. I was a bit nervous and whenever a guy would come up and talk to me, I stuttered and embarrassed myself. Then suddenly he was right in front of me. He had the darkest, most beautiful eyes I had ever seen and as he leaned in and whispered to me, I was a goner. He almost immediately had my heart. I did not realize he was taking my future as well.
He saw right through my nervousness and told me he had something that would help me get over it. He said he had been the same way a couple of years ago, starting college after growing up in a small, secluded town. I gave him my heart. He gave me an addiction to heroin.
My girlfriends tried to talk me out of seeing him. Apparently he was the local college dealer and I was putty in his hands. When I went home for Thanksgiving, I barely got through those four days. I kept calling him but he would not answer. When he finally did, he seemed put off by my concern and let me know that he would not be checked on. I did not remind him that he did the same to me at college. I was just grateful I could hear his voice.
During Christmas break, he sent me home with enough heroin to get through the holidays. However, I will never forget walking into my room and seeing my parents, my brother and my younger sister waiting there. My father was holding the heroin. They asked me where I had gotten it but apparently they already knew, as my best friend told them it was why we had drifted apart during that first semester.
I was put into a drug addiction rehab immediately. Fortunately this rehab center had no waiting list. Because of my parents and a successful drug rehab, I was able to get clean earlier than a lot of heroin addicts and the following year started at my local community college.
I dimly remember that party but I will never forget what it did to me. I am just happy I was given a second chance and able to rebuild my life before too much damage was done. The horror stories I heard from other addicts also made me realize how lucky I was that my parents found out and I was able to get help earlier than most.
