Heroin Addiction Stories – How It Starts, And How It Ends

Heroin Addiction Stories
Most people who end up becoming heroin addicts do so because no one ever told them the truth about heroin use—that it destroys lives.

Heroin addiction stories can be effective catalysts in getting a heroin addict to realize it’s never too late to get help and turn things around. Ideally, reading these heroin addict stories will deter some from ever trying the harmful substance.

Some names have been changed to protect individuals’ privacy, but the stories are genuine nonetheless.

Heroin Addiction Stories—The Beginnings

“It’s like warm golden sunshine flowing through your veins. It makes everything ok, and it makes everything beautiful…then you come down. And need more. And will do anything to get it. It’s your best friend at first, and when you still can quit, you’d never dream of it.

“Then at some point that is indefinable and inevitable, it turns on you. It grows fangs and claws, and it wants your soul. It lies to you and tells you that you aren’t doing anything wrong. It makes you feel like you would rather die than spend another second without it…you lie, scam, break the law, and sell your soul to get just barely enough to keep you out of bed.” – Ophelia R.

“Ever since I was a kid, my dad had an alcohol problem. I would come home from school and if I’d forgotten to take the trash out that morning, he beat the crap out of me. Needless to say, I didn’t like spending time at home.

“When I got into junior high, I started hanging out with older kids—kids who had cars who could take me places so I wouldn’t have to go home after school. They happened to be into heroin. I started shooting up and soon, I couldn’t get enough of the stuff.” – Seth G.

“Life at home could get really crazy. Yelling and sometimes police sirens would wake me up. My mom’s boyfriend would hit her or hit me for any little thing. I’m not sure if mom was in denial or just didn’t care. As I got older I mostly hung out on the streets.

“I started drinking when I was 10. At first, it was just because my friends dared me. And it was easy enough to steal a bottle from my mother. But then I liked how drinking made me forget my problems. After a while, I got into harder drugs. Especially heroin.

“Just after I’d shoot up, I’d get an amazing rush. I’d be on top of the world. Once the high really set in, my mind would get slow and fuzzy. It’d feel like I was sinking into the floor. I’d forget if I was asleep or awake, and time just passed me by. I got hooked quick. I dropped out of school…out of life, really. – Deon L.

Horrific Heroin Addiction Stories—The truth about life as a heroin addict

In the beginning, addicts may have used heroin as an escape—an escape from worry, pain, fear, and ultimately, all of reality. It seemed as though the drug “helped” them deal with things like stress and sadness by covering up the pain for a short time. But over time, the addiction consumes every thought in every corner of the person’s mind until eventually, that person can only be defined as a heroin addict, because he or she has no other concerns than finding his or her next ‘fix.’   

“One night, I wanted to go to a party, but I had to get some [heroin] in my system first. So, after we both shot up, my friend and I hopped in the car and I started driving. Before I knew it, I had wrapped my car around a tree.

“For some reason, I was okay—at least as far as I could tell. Then I looked over and I knew my friend was dead. He was also my cousin.

“I ended up doing jail time for involuntary manslaughter. If I had had it [heroin] on me at the time, I would have gotten life [in prison]. But I didn’t.”

“There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about [my cousin]. He was just the sweetest, most genuine person—to be honest, he was the only truly good person I had ever known in my life up to that point.” – Seth G.

“From the day I started using, I never stopped. Within one week I had gone from snorting heroin to shooting it. Within one month I was addicted and going through all my money. I sold everything of value that I owned and eventually everything that my mother owned. Within one year, I had lost everything.

“I sold my car, lost my job, was kicked out of my mother’s house, was $25,000 in credit card debt, and living on the streets of Camden, New Jersey. I lied, I stole, I cheated.

“I was raped, beaten, mugged, robbed, arrested, homeless, sick and desperate. I knew that nobody could sustain a lifestyle like that very long and I knew that death was imminent. If anything, death was better than a life as a junkie.” – Alison D.

“Because I had money, we [my boyfriend and I] quickly climbed to using 4 to 5 grams of heroin a day each. I knew I would probably die; I nearly did a few times. At that point, I didn’t much care; I had become the thing I had disdained for most of my life: a drug addict. I’d lost myself, and I couldn’t see any way out…

“Addiction doesn’t care who you are, what you have, or what you’ve accomplished. In under a year, I lost my marriage, my home, my baby, my dog, friends, honesty, and every scrap of my self-respect.” – Sarah B.

Heroin Withdrawal Stories—The difficult road to recovery

Though many people experience adverse effects after just a single use, heroin withdrawals get much more severe the more a person uses. But the only way to avoid going through withdrawals is to do more. What starts out as something that that was once pleasurable becomes something a person ‘needs’ in order to function because he or she can’t imagine going through heroin withdrawals.

If more people knew what they would have to go through in order to stop using, fewer people might start using in the first place.

“After a while, I needed heroin just to get by. Too long without a fix, and…I can’t even describe it. It’s like I was dying in every awful way you could think of, all at once. Pain in all my bones, throwing up, chills, and I couldn’t sleep for days.” –  Deon L.

After hearing about the disadvantages of taking mthadone as a way to get off heroin, “I saw that a doctor in Berkeley was treating opiate addicts with a new drug called Suboxone. Never heard of it. I called, and [his assistant] walked us through how it works: ‘You have to be in withdrawal before we can induce you… Then we’ll have you come in here first thing the morning after because you’re going to be pretty unhappy at that point. And we’ll get you induced. Within a few hours, I promise, you will feel much better. Not high – better than high. You’ll feel NORMAL.’”

In attempting to explain heroin withdrawals, “The closest I’ve ever come to describing it to a friend is: You know when you’re underwater, and you need to come up for a breath? And it’s taking too long to get to the surface? That feeling, of having no oxygen left, your whole body feeling like fire, salty and aching with the desperate need to breathe? That’s it, only not exactly, because it’s worse.”

“At one point, I went into the bathroom, and found [my boyfriend]– all six feet, two inches of him, tattooed and scarred up and tough as hell, having lived through one of the most astonishingly hard lives I’d ever heard of – curled up in the bottom of a tiny, filthy shower stall like a little escargot, sobbing and shivering in desolate agony.

“Here comes history’s greatest understatement: We were right on time for our induction appointment. We could barely make it into the building. Our legs kept spasming, our backs twisting. We were drooling profusely and shaking violently. We were haggard and green. [A man at the clinic] helped us into separate exam rooms, where we both ended up writhing on the floor.” – Sarah B.

“Withdrawals were awful. It was like having a 120° fever for three straight weeks. I vomited and/or fainted multiple times a day. I could never stay warm nor cool at any given time. The pain in my body was excruciating. The entire time I was going through withdrawals, not one of those symptoms let up even the tiniest bit. On top of the physical stuff, I was delusional. I heard voices and had constant hallucinations.” – Seth G.

Heroin Stories—Help is out there

While some of the heroin addiction and withdrawal stories out there can make quitting seem scary, there are also a number of heroin stories that contain hopeful messages, happy endings, and bright futures for the people who successfully overcame their heroin addictions.

“[After I overdosed] the social worker at the hospital got me into a halfway house with a drug treatment program. I live with other guys like me who are just starting to recover from drug addiction. We go to a lot of Narcotics Anonymous (NA) meetings and classes that help us figure out how to rebuild our lives without drugs.

“I also started taking a medicine called methadone. It helps me feel normal and not need to take heroin. I don’t know how long I’ll stay on the methadone, but maybe it will help me stay clean for good. Heroin has been hard on my body. I have scars all over my arms, and my kidneys aren’t working well. But I’m feeling a little more interested in life these days.

“I just met my little grandson. When I’m with him, I really believe I can make it without drugs. Looking at me, he doesn’t see a junkie. He sees his grandpa, and that’s all.” – Deon L.

“I had overdosed before and ended up in the hospital, but that wasn’t enough to make me quit.

“What made me quit was knowing I was the cause of my cousin’s death. We were both under the influence, but I made the choice to drive, which cost him his life and nearly cost me mine. I still used during the grieving process, but one day, I just said that I would never endanger another person’s life (including mine) because of my own selfish desires to get high.

“I was all alone in an apartment in New York City. Before I lived there alone, I had lived there with my cousin…I quit cold turkey. To tell you the truth, I should have died. But after those initial three weeks of fever and agony, I forced myself to stand up and walk. I forced myself to eat. It wasn’t that it was good food or anything—it was crap—but I think it had some sort of placebo effect on me because as soon as I would eat, I would feel instant relief—to some degree anything.

“I started forcing myself to walk at least to and from the entrance of my apartment building from the fifth floor and eating at least one whole meal each day every single day. Just that small bit of food and exercise was what made me eventually start to feel somewhat normal again.

“Quitting was the greatest decision of my life. Now, I can actually experience the world, instead of just a figment of it that would appear after ingesting the contents of a needle. I can love. I actually experience emotion, passion. Life is just brighter in general.” – Seth G.

Going to our induction appointment to start Suboxone, “We could barely make it into the building. Our legs kept spasming, our backs twisting. We were drooling profusely and shaking violently. We were haggard and green. [The doctor’s assistant] helped us into separate exam rooms, where we both ended up writhing on the floor.

“He started us each with a little orange pill. We were to hold it under our tongues until it dissolved…they took a long time to dissolve. And nothing happened.”

After waiting 20 minutes, taking another pill, and doing the same thing a second time, there was still “another 20 minutes of thrashing and moaning and drooling and whimpering.

“Then I heard Lawrence in the hallway, asking [the doctor’s assistant] to tell us if this was a scam…

“I had just drawn in another ragged breath for another moan of agony when it all… suddenly…STOPPED. What?! I sat up.

“My body was still and calm. The feeling of bugs crawling in and out of my skin vanished. My stomach settled and my head stopped whirling. The worst thing – the indescribable feeling of whole-body horror – was simply gone. I noticed for the first time that it was a sunny day. The sunlight felt amazing on my face. Tears came to my eyes, but I laughed.

“‘Lawrence! It’s WORKING!’ I called.

“‘I know! Me too!’ he yelled back.

“[The doctor’s assistant] came running down the hallway, a huge grin on his face. ‘See? I told you it wasn’t a scam! This is the best part of my job. Oh, just let me just look at you guys!’ Lawrence and I ran into the hallway and hugged him, laughing and crying.” – Sarah B.

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  • I just want to let everyone know you can beat this problem no matter how bad you think it is. I’m living proof! I need to tell my story. Again I am proof you can beat your addiction

  • What an amazing website..I’m going through this with my daughter.. hoping she and her boyfriend have the courage to Kno w they can beat this…

  • My brothers an addict and I’ve tried my best with him. We have no parents and I’m the youngest child. But I cant seem to make him stop even with the medication. What do I do I’m honestly losing my mind and I want to kill myself.

    • Make sure to get emotional help/support for yourself, too ❤

    • Hi Shazia, I’ve been going through this with my adult daughter for a long time and I know exactly how you feel, especially feeling like you’re losing your mind and that it’s so painful that you want to escape because nothing that you do makes it better. It’s also very hard to accept that there are no solutions when someone you’re trying to help does not want to change and no one has the answer of what to do. In my mind I feel like my hands are always trying to grab the air around me just looking and reaching for the one thing that will make a difference, but it’s never there. I always feel like the answer/solution to fix this is right out there but I just can’t get to it. There are so many emotions that we have to deal with from minute to minute and hour to hour every day within ourselves that it can make us feel like we’re drowning in it and twisted because it’s all just too much to handle – horror, desperation, fear, sadness, anger, hope, loneliness, self-blame and to sum it up, it’s called heartache. I don’t have the answer for you either except to say, love yourself more every minute of every day because your brother will not stop until he’s ready to get help. There is no way that you can fix him. You need to help yourself get to a place mentally where you can have some peace. I went to a Nar-Anon meeting and it did really help me, you need to be able to release some of the negative energy that this problem is storing up within you. Even if you sit and just let the meeting happen, there is comfort there because all the pain can be released in a safe place. They will give you a book to keep and the book will help you at your worst moments. If you don’t feel comfortable at the first meeting, look for another where you feel more comfortable. You are not alone Shazia, there’s millions of us out there suffering just like you are, because we love. We have to keep going, we have to rise above this. We are mothers and fathers, grandparents taking care of forgotten grand-children, brothers, sisters, friends and coworkers. I went to a coalition in my community about the toll the drug problem is taking, it was jam-packed. I was approached by a woman I didn’t know after the meeting and she told me that she has one piece of important advice for me-don’t ever try to understand, because it will drive you crazy and you will never understand, so I offer the same advice to you. Take care of yourself Shazia and don’t give up, there will be brighter days ahead.

    • Keep trying, and don’t give up! The greatest asset you can give your brother is your patience and your sanity. Please take care of yourself so you can take care of him. He needs you as much as you need him to get off of this drug. I am praying for you.

  • I am so worried about my daughter who is a heroin addict. She is full of guilt and self loathing and feels suicidal, but won’t admit she is still smoking heroin everyday because she needs it. What can I do?

  • I just found out last night that my husband has been snorting heroine for almost a year now.I knew that he was taking narcotics for pain after back surgery but things have been getting really bad he has pawned everything i had of any value and now my paycheck has been disappearing and Bill’s mounting. Last night when I confronted him and told him I wanted my debit card to go get groceries that he had spent it and that he had to pay back his dealer. I ham completely shattered. I dont know which way to turn and he says he wont get help that he can stop on his own. Hes a recovering alcoholic and quit drinking 5 years ago so this makes him think he can stop this too. I’m so scared of losing him to this.

  • I have been on Suboxone 16 uears. It troubles me that I have to take this medicine everyday or suffer the excruciating PAWS (CLAWS) again. However it put me back to work and a semblance of normalcy. I will take this drug until I pass. Then will I be truly free. Heroin is a liar a deceiver who will take nothing less than your soul.

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