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So this is Christmas…

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This week  I sit here, away from my family at the holidays once again, and I find myself thinking. I am where the universe wants me to be, or else I wouldn’t be here. Since I don’t want to be here, I realize I need to look for the lesson in the situation. Christmas is in just a few more days. It is hard to believe that last year at this time of year I was in prison too. And, the year before that I was in a long term rehab at Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years… and the year

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Getting clean the hard way

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Maybe a few of you reading this blog stumbled on here when you were looking for information about heroin or addiction. Maybe you or one of your family members is struggling with some of the very same things that got me here in prison and you are looking for help. In one of my first posts on here, I said I was genuinely glad I got arrested because it probably saved my life. Getting locked up is what it took for me to get the needle out of my arm. That is the good news. Now the bad news. Here is the

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“I can” – the strength of those words

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Within the last two days, two of my buddies here in the unit got moved. I was really sad to see them go. One in particular had become a really good friend. He was a good dude and I had spent a lot of my days talking and sharing stories and thoughts with him. He was really good at Scrabble! I felt sad for him, as intelligent as he was, he has spent 15 years in prison and was doing another 3 this time. He is the one who described the experience of getting out of prison and wanting to

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A poem about heroin addiction: Venomous

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As I anxiously wait for the magistrate’s date I sit and ponder my majestic mistakes. My crimes are gathered ’round me in a pool of shame, what a fool I was to think that alone I could change. Over and over poison coursed through my veins like venom from a lovely, deadly and devious snake. And all the while I prayed to God for God to fix the troubles caused by my own tortured state. Instead – He placed me in this iron-barred fate alone, all alone with my majestic mistakes. God, I cried, why is this to be my

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