Survival of an Addict: Part I
It was the winter time in 2007.
This writer, an outreach specialist at the time was working the breakfast truck and writing referrals for First Helping. Trying to make sure everyone that morning was fed and warm.
There was a nervous new face in the crowd. She came and went.
This new face came through a few more times. Eventually, little by little she shared her situation with the writer.
A chronic crack user. Homeless. No income. Estranged from her family. No desire to make any change.
Time ticked on.
There were moments where this writer saw her strung out. In withdrawal. Lying. Surviving.
On one occasion this writer remembers a week where she called all over Virginia for a Detox center, that to this day it isn’t clear whether it exists or not. She was trying to work with this new face to build trust. It was the best that she could do.
This writer has her own memories of this new face’s experiences over the last few years, her words tell it best.
Over the next few days her story will told through her words and this writer’s memories.
