Saturday, July 22, 2017
Heroin addict overdoses and leaves this poem
Although Delaney has died, she left behind a powerful poem that has struck a chord with many. The poem, which expresses what it’s like to struggle with heroin addiction, was included by her mother in her obituary (whose online version had crashed from a surge of traffic on Friday) after she found it in her daughter’s journal.
Here is the complete poem written by Delaney:
Funny, I don’t remember no good dope days.
I remember walking for miles in a dope fiend haze.
I remember sleeping in houses that had no electric.
I remember being called a junkie, but I couldn’t accept it.
I remember hanging out in abandos that were empty and dark.
I remember shooting up in the bathroom and falling out at the park.
I remember nodding out in front of my sisters kid.
I remember not remembering half of the things that I did.
I remember the dope man’s time frame, just ten more minutes.
I remember those days being so sick that I just wanted to end it.
I remember the birthdays and holiday celebrations.
All the things I missed during my incarceration.
I remember overdosing on my bedroom floor.
I remember my sisters cry and my dad having to break down the door.
I remember the look on his face when I opened my eyes, thinking today was the day that his baby had died.
I remember blaming myself when my mom decided to leave.
I remember the guilt I felt in my chest making it hard to breathe.
I remember caring so much but not knowing how to show it and I know to this day that she probably don’t even know it.
I remember feeling like I lost all hope.
I remember giving up my body for the next bag of dope.
I remember only causing pain, destruction and harm.
I remember the track marks the needles left on my arm.
I remember watching the slow break up of my home.
I remember thinking my family would be better off if I just left them alone.
I remember looking in the mirror at my sickly complexion.
I remember not recognizing myself in my own Damn reflection.
I remember constantly obsessing over my next score but what
I remember most is getting down on my knees and asking God to save me cuz I don’t want to do this no more!!!
Arboleda, C. (2017). Mom shares late daughter’s poem about heroin addiction. https://www.yahoo.com/beauty/mom-shares-late-daughters-poem-heroin-addiction-210729832.html
Friday, July 14, 2017
You're spending money on heroin addicts, whether you want to or not
It's our sisters, it's our nieces, it's our cousins; it's somebody in our family all the time," said Tabitha McCostlin, who recently had a friend die from an opioid overdose.
There are all sorts of ways people use opioids to get high, and all sorts of people do it - through pills, powder, liquid - by swallowing, shooting, or snorting.
"It's not just in the ghettos or the really bad parts; it's everywhere," said McCostlin, adding that her own friends have been affected.
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"He passed away of a fentanyl overdose. It was just a bad batch, wrong time. It affected everyone we worked with; [he was] a very close friend of mine," said McCostlin.
Beyond personal relationships, heroin addiction affects taxpayers too. A new PLOS ONE study shows the costs of heroin use disorder in 2015.
In the U.S. heroin costs society $50,799 per user.
According to the American Society of Addiction Medicine, 591,000 people had a substance use disorder involving heroin in 2015.
According to PLOS ONE Americans spent $51.2 billion in 2015 alone on heroin use disorder.
The money is spent on medical treatments, and crime and incarceration costs, among other things.
None of this comes as a surprise to McCostlin.
"That wouldn't surprise me at all; not [with it being] as widespread as it is," said McCostlin.
The study caps off with an obvious conclusion: we need a new strategy to reduce the likelihood of abuse and provide care and support for users to overcome the disorder. `
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