Twenty Four Hours in the life of Heroin Addiction.

Personal poem/story of my heroin addiction through my eyes. Waking up by tossing and turning in bed.  Drenched in sweat, upset stomach, I rush down stairs. All the dope is gone, tried to save some for the morning, But I couldn’t. Can’t eat or sit still. My bones feel like they are just going to…

Medicated Assisted Therapy aka MAT

MAT for opiate substance abuse information about my own experiences with it.