Not really feeling up to writing today, and I've been feeling SO up to writing lately that I've forgotten to keep track of the news on heroin.
It's funny how interested I was in learning EVERYTHING about heroin at first. I'd Google search "Heroin Death," "dead heroin addicts," "heroin overdose," and on and on all day, every day. It's interesting to me to read back through the stuff I've written here and watch how the ways I've dealt with his addiction have changed, and how I've grown.
I talked to a good friend last night, and she kept telling me how I should be really proud, not only that I've kept my shit together, but that I've actually grown from all this experience. I'm like some kind of mushroom that just grows and grows on shit.