“I filled a syringe with enough heroin to kill 3 grown men but when I stuck it in my arm it all spilled out in the sand. I screamed for God to help me and I heard Him tell me to get up and that He was with me. I walked to an outreach down the street and they drove me to the hospital.”
Good for her on what's she done. I fully admit I would likely not have been strong enough.
But jeez, EVERY ONE of these stories has a line in it blaming bad decisions on someone else.
Just about everyone has been in an abusive relationship of some kind.