Has a lived experience of addiction
I smoked marijuana from about 13-years-old until I was three months shy of 40. I reached out for help because I was so unhappy and lived some kind of paranoid secret life. I wanted to die but my son's father had already passed away so I had no choice but to make change - or maybe I did have a choice?
My sister has been addicted to ice for the past 15 years, and I have not spoken to her in the last four years due to her addiction. I don't know how to reach out to her because I am angry with her, I am angry with me and angry at my brother. My brother died of a heroin overdose in 1997 and I miss him, and I know my mum does as well. I feel sad for my mum. I am okay now and have a good job but addiction is an ongoing struggle that is a very real every day part of my life.