I never missed a shot of heroin, I always hit. I just had the type of veins that made it easy. It’s always the first…
Kevin AlterJuly 30, 2018
Rebirth July 9, 2017, a day I consider my second birthday. A year ago today was one of the scariest days of my life. I…
Kevin AlterJuly 11, 2018
Peace I remember when I was using heroin I would see people smiling and wonder how they could be happy. I'd see people enjoying their…
Kevin AlterJune 26, 2018
Fed up, frustrated and tired of dealing with ignorance I sat down and wrote this poem in about 45 seconds. It was just my version…
Kevin AlterMarch 10, 2018
You remember when we used to share a needle that was so dull It felt like a screwdriver going into a vein? You remember when…
Kevin AlterMarch 10, 2018
I Thought When I Was Using Drugs I Was Only Hurting Myself. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Around 2008 the most sought after bag…
Kevin AlterMarch 10, 2018
I sit and pause for a moment. My nose is running, my stomach is churning, and my bones are aching for a bundle. The question…
Kevin AlterMarch 8, 2018
When addicts run out of veins to hit in their arms, hands, legs, and feet the only thing left is usually the neck. I remember…
Kevin AlterMarch 7, 2018
This week we will be starting with my buddy Dave. Dave is a 35-year-old recovering addict, originally from New Jersey. David grew up in what…
Kevin AlterMarch 7, 2018