This is my first post on my addiction to crack cocaine. In contrast to my heroin addiction, crack was a habit I never enjoyed and didn’t wa...

. The Remains of the Day It all started with a scream. I heard it from the top of the road as I made my way home from school. Somehow  I...

One evening in late 1982, after a terrible argument with my mother, my father (Archibald Graham Allen) stormed off into the night in search...

This post, while acknowledging certain truths, puts pay to some frequent misconceptions surrounding heroin addiction. All in all, Heroinhe...

“I am full of a million contradictions... I’m aware of this. I just try to gradually work my way through them. Hopefully, by the time my d...

I knew from the age of 10 that I would be a heroin addict. I used to wander around my school, with my eyes half-closed, acting drowsy and dr...

This post is really a response to an entry made by Melinda R Tyler on her Melindaville blog http://blog.melindaville.com/ detailing her fi...

The hassle of having to score in the suburbs is over. I met Sylvain this afternoon and he informed me that D was holding. That’s good news a...

The first hint of spring came today. It arrived on the breeze like a welcome kiss. Oh, its too early to celebrate the warmer seasons, I know...

Dear A.A, My boyfriend is an injecting drug user. I do not have much experience of addiction and drug addicts, and even though we'...