My name is Chewberto and I am needle free for the last 4 years and I have to assume responsibility for the Abuse. I was first turned on to drugs at age 12, my older buddy told me i was smoking mini thins on tin foil, I had already been smoking cannabis and was open to other things so i did it....anyway shit wasn't going right in my life as a preteen, and so my destructive behavior was born.... I had 40 bucks my buddy flipped for weeks, we were getting high, buying and selling. Eventually his mom came in and asked for some shit and I found out I was tweaking (I was unaware that I was using meth until 2 weeks into a sick one, imagine that for naive) I learned how to hustle drugs from that day on, ,the rest is history, I graduated to banging Herion/coke and speed everyday all day, eventually homeless. I always used unless I was locked up, and even then I was getting high on the inside. I put in 14+ years of hard drug use avoiding my core issues. My brain was young and uneducated, and I had to grow up to realize the root cause of my failures..I blamed everyone around me for my situation, I felt like i was manipulated into using drugs to start with, and that was enough of an excuse to continue, but I had to accept the truth that I was the one continuing the abuse, and nobody was forcing me to slum around the ghettos of SO CAL like a creep doing bad things for my own selfish reasons, so I had to face myself ....N.A, A.A, sober living homes, rehabs prison, all that shit was pointless in trying to fix my disease because "I" wasn't ready to stop..Toward the end, I got multiple blood clots and was hospitalized for over a month with fluid in my lungs and other problems.... I got out of the hospital Banged an issue of dope, and I realized that I was dead if I didn't remove myself from my stomping grounds... So I moved To Colorado... Addiction is cunning and powerful, after stopping, I used to dream about using, I would have a needle and no dope, or I would have dope and no needle, My mind was fucking with me, taunting me trying to get me to submit. And I always had the desire to use and would if I surrendered but eventually I met my wife here and we had a kid. And all the reservations for using disappeared and was gone... after years of suffering and my mind controlling me, I was free.... To anyone that is struggling out there, I understand and I hope you can defeat this disease, because you are on your own, and nobody else can make it stop but yourselves...Happy New Year