I probably should. I finally got out of the shithole I had to call my home. I lived in this vile block of flats, albeit on the first floor, that stood opposite an almost symmetrical building- the only difference being that one was slightly taller with a few more floors to house more down and outs that couldn't be dumped elsewhere in Cambridge. It was the most horrible, depressing place. The sun never seemed to shine there, even in summer at midday. It was dark, dull and dingy. It was full of junkies, alkies, modern day fagins and people that loved nothing more than to pass the day getting tanked up and picking fights with people that obviously couldn't fight back. I felt so suicidal there, it has taken me years to get moved. And I was given a beautiful place, only about 10minutes away by car but less than 3 minutes from my sister, nieces, grandparents and my Mum in a lovely area of Cambridge, next to my old school, where I was, in hindsight though it didn't seem it at the time, most happy. Almost as soon as I vacated that old hellhole, my mood changed as if I had flicked a switch. I no longer stayed in bed all day, I wanted to get up early, I didn't want to spend all my money on drugs and alcohol, I started looking for a job, for college. I started cleaning the home and respecting it, whereas the other one took all my energy just to wash up a plate after eating. There was no incentive there, it was horrible and filthy, dark, disturbing. There was nothing you could do to improve your situation, so you done nothing at all but try to escape it.
255 people bid on the flat I got. 255. And I got it. I feel so lucky, its the beginning of a new era and I know that sounds corny but I am quite confident that is the case. Its been a couple of weeks at my new property and the enthusiasm is not yet wearing off. I will start posting in my blog again regularly. I want to show everyone whats been happening.... its been crazy since I came out of hospital with my now fiance, who was just my boyfriend in the last posts.
abuse (4) aidan (3) alcohol (24) alcohol withdrawals (8) another year on heroin (4) articles (1) baby (5) bradford (1) cambridge (10) cambridge evening news (1) carl (8) chasing the dragon (1) childhood (1) crack cocaine (17) crack house (1) crime (2) dealers (1) diazepam (1) drug policy (3) education (4) facebook (1) family (16) family reactions (11) friends (3) health (18) hep c (3) heroin (31) heroin on the NHS (1) home (7) hospital (5) illness (2) jaundice (1) junkylife.com (4) justice (1) media (2) mental health support (10) methadone (20) money (4) my deaths (5) my father (3) my lack of criminal record (6) occupational hazzards (8) other drugs (4) other users (17) overdose (5) police (8) pregnancy (3) prescription issues (5) rehab (3) relationships (3) scoring away from home (2) self-harm (2) snowballs (12) sobriety (8) sobriety issues (8) subutex (7) suicide (4) the war on drugs (2) track marks (1) ulcers (6) weight issues (7) withdrawals (6)