Slave to a Substance: My Journey Through Life as an Opiate Addict

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The Story of Carl:  Tweaker, Professional Thief, and Drama Hound There are ten people living in a small two bedroom home in Las Vegas, Nevada, myself included, and each one of us has a substance abuse problem. The majority of residents are addicted to heroin, myself being the only one who does not use the drug intravenously. No one here has a job, and I am only able to survive because of savings as well as temporary promotion gigs that I get every now and again. Excluding the three individuals who receive passive income, all residents live a life of crime, living a life of crime to survive. There have been days that I have been pulled my my shirt collar by police after matching the description of a thief caught on camera entering the home with freshly stolen power tools. That day I decided to wear my eye glasses, even though I never seem to wear them any other day, and fit the descriptors of “white male wearing a hat and glasses”. After standing around in handcuffs for ar...