So, I was going through my book-bag, I don’t remember what I was looking for, and I found this:
I don’t know how long it’s been in there. As a former IV drug user I know why I put in there. I was at a point where I was using everyday and if by chance I would hook-up with someone else that use the way I used I would always be prepared. For a very long time I would administer to those that didn’t not know how to shoot up themselves. NO, I did not introduce others to IV drug use. They had already had experience with this method just didn’t know how to work the works. Nevertheless, I did help them further their addiction.
Not sure how I feel about finding this. I don’t feel triggered. Annoyed? maybe, yes. Annoyed that I may still find things here and there amongst my belongings that are remnants of my former self.