I'm humbled by knowing that many people don't make it back from circumstances like mine had been. I became addicted to a legitimate precription for a legitimate reason. Many people ” spiral down”; I took a free fall, and I fell hard and fast. I was a registered nurse with an excellent reputation and sound ethics/morals. Once I became addicted, I began taking narcotics at work, and since I worked in critical care, the majority of drugs given were IV, which in my case, meant I went straight to injecting opiates at work. The guilt I started feeling was overwhelming and I reported myself to the board of nursing. Within a year and a half, I lost my job, my nurses license, and my home. My brother also committed suicide during this time period. Long story short- a bacame homeless, had a heart attack and congestive heart failure -and STILL had drugs brought to me from the outside because I couldn't stop. I now have 3+ yrs clean and sober, and it's been a long way back from hell. My faith in God's purpose for my life, combined with me finally letting people in to help me, are what saved my life.