Getting clean wasn't just an option - it was the only choice I had if I wanted to survive.
I may have been only 14 at the time, but addiction sees no age, and so there I was.
The cold truth was that I was a little girl, a child in most eyes, who had been swept up by addiction. Drugs had consumed me, changed me, and tried to kill me.
I spent nights on park benches and days in the shadows. My parents existed, but that didn't matter to me.