The beginning of the end

July 2006. That was the beginning of the end for me and drugs. I was arrested fir shoplifting and knew a weekend in the cells lay ahead. Worse, a weekend without drugs. 

For the next few hours I couldn't feel anything as the last fix of heroin left my body. 

Eventually a garda arrived to tell me eight bench warrants were outstanding against me. I would appear in court the following Tuesday. I couldn't get any methadone so braced myself for the longest few days of my life.