I AM AN ADDICT........PART 1

Hi, my name is Kevin and I am an addict. Its been 9 days since I last used and it hasn't been easy. I always needed a hit the moment I woke up and one more before I slept. I could handle only about 2 hours without having some during the day and concentrating during a business meeting was always harder without using. Where are my manners, I am sure you guys have only been seeing me around for a couple of days so the reason why is I moved away from my hometown because I could always get a ready supply over there. My dealer would call me out of the blue and I would spend every dime I had to get some. Some people call it coke, I call it her. I remember once driving across town in the pouring rain with floods everywhere just so I could touch her. I would embrace her and would fight anyone who tried to take her away from me. Just talking about her right now makes me want to start using again. Mark over there was talking about how he only felt complete when he was using and that's how I feel. I feel less of a man without her and even though I have scratches on my arm from the needles, a deviated septum from snorting her and I probably look 10 years older, I still want her.
Hi am Kevin and I am an addict
Thank you for letting me share......

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