silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
I'm still trying to process everything that's happened. It feels like just yesterday I was living my best life in the city. I had a great job, amazing friends, and was even seeing someone special. But then everything fell apart. I got caught up in some bad stuff and now I'm stuck here. The truth is, I've been struggling with addiction for a while now. It started off as just partying on weekends, but it quickly spiralled out of control. Before I knew it, I was mainlining heroin every day and my life was a complete mess.
I remember the last time I got high like it was yesterday. I was walking down the street when suddenly everything felt so good. The world slowed down and nothing seemed to matter anymore. But as soon as that wore off, reality set back in and I realized just how deep in trouble I was. The next thing I knew, I was handcuffed and thrown into a police car, on my way to jail.
Now here I am, sitting in this tiny cell with nothing but these orange clothes to keep me warm. My face is hot from crying and my skin feels like it's going to rip apart at the seams. I look down and see my thin frame reflected back at me from the metal bars. The double braid that once hung so proudly now hangs limp and dirty, a constant reminder of everything I've lost. I'm just trying to get through each day without losing myself completely. But it's
