I am stealing again, even though I don't have to. My boyfriend and I are on methadone from a state funded program but, I am doing speed regularly and stealing for fun and to pay for my speed habit. We are constantly failing urine tests at the methadone clinic. Me for methamphetamines and my boyfriend for drinking. We are staying with some friends outside of the city and they are on methadone, too. I had been stealing tons of stuff for Christmas presents, it was the holiday season of 2003. There was a mountain of presents under the Christmas tree where we were staying and I had stolen all of them. I was regularly filling the shopping cart up at a local grocery store and rolling right out the door. I was completely nuts! Oh, and high on speed and methadone! December 23rd, we get arrested in a stolen car coming back from the methadone clinic. I have warrants, he doesn't. They let him go. They keep me. I was hysterical! I was going to miss Christmas! Luckily, I was in the King County Jail so I was able to still get my methadone. I finally got to court on Christmas Day and was released. I was supposed to be let out by 5 p.m. but, when 5 rolled around they didn't call me. I could hear them calling other girls. I finally asked what was going on and there was a hold on me. I had a warrant from another county. I wasn't going anywhere and in the next county, they weren't going to give me my methadone. I was in jail for 35 days. I kicked methadone and my boyfriend happened to be kicking it at the same time. For the first time in a little over 2 years, when I got out of jail, we were both clean. It was a fucking miracle. I was free from Heroin! I couldn't believe it. We could actually leave Seattle if we wanted! I had been a prisoner there, literally. The next several months would involve a lot of struggles and realizations. We would sleep on so called friends' couches and dable with drugs. April 1st I took a pregnancy test, I hadn't had my period in a little over a month. I was pregnant. This, would be the mark of a major turning part in my life.
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2 comments:
Isn't it funny how something you think is awful - like spending 35 days in jail at Christmas! - can turn out to be a majorly positive turning point? At least that's what I'm thinking. What a story.
I don't really have a comment, just wnated you to know I'm reading.
By the way, I live in Oregon and when I was younger I saw how rampant heroin use was among people I knew. I'm sure Seattle was the same if not worse.
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