<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;;">Some addictions are easier to get wrapped up in than others. Heroin is one of the worst drugs out there, and I let it control me. I never thought that the initial shoot up would suck me in the way it did. Having heroin readily available within five minutes at any given time, I became custom to waking up every morning to immediately take that initial fix and it continued sporadically throughout the day. I felt that as long as I was high, I could do anything and I felt invincible. I lived each day repeating the same cycle running my own video production company to support the habit. While I was high I felt work to be enjoyable, and I also thought that nobody knew that I was using heroin; so I thought. I tried hard to conceal my addiction, so I wore long sleeve shirts so that nobody could see the evidence of my daily abuse. <span> I started a very rapid downhill spiral into “nothingness” and into a feeling of worthlessness and uselessness. It was because of the emotional stress the heroin caused and the negative self talk I had created, that led me into attempted suicide, but I failed both times. I sought the help from my father, as I knew he was waiting for me to make the responsible decision, and he already had made arrangements to put me into rehab. <span> I stayed in rehab for a full year as I was committed to getting my life back on track. The first few months of rehab were some of the hardest times in my life being strapped down to a table to restrain me from causing injury to others or myself. <span> I have been clean for almost 4 years and I realize now that my life has meaning and purpose.<span>  I value those lessons in my life and they have made me value who I am and what I can accomplish.<span>