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My tragedy, my strength
#WritcoStoryPrompt103
Tell us about an unforgettable experience that left you sadder but wiser.
My life seemed sublime for the only thing on my mind was finding my next fix. Times were rough with nowhere to turn. Sitting on the cold linoleum floor wasting away. Withdrawals leaving me frozen in time. My twin walked with the exact thing my body was starving for. A combination of oxycontin and meth. We fixed our shots and soon my body was in a euphoric state feeling numb without a care in the world. Shortly after my brother asked me to hit him. I didn't want to see him suffer by continuously shoving the needle in and out of his arms. I did the unthinkable as I gave him his fix. Next thing I know his lips become blue as his body lies there lifeless on the floor. Rushing to the kitchen for a glass of cold water and all the ice cubes in the freezer. Frantically placing ice around his pelvis to bring him back in hell I lay. Giving CPR the best I know how calling 911 in between my raspy breaths. This was the saddest day of my life. The day I lost all control. My only thought was to take every fix from there on our to fill my destiny. To go be with my brother in heaven for that's where I belonged. That day changed me for a fact. A walking zombie without a soul. As time went by it taught me how to love to the fullest with each passing day. To never take the ones you love for granted for you never know when they may take their last breath. Eventually I became wiser. I found true love in the midst of my demise which led to me living my life to its fullest rather than dying to be with the one my heart still yearned to speak to every single day. It's been 24 months now since I've put the needle down. Without this tragic accident I don't believe this would've came to pass.
© Brandi N. Willard
Tell us about an unforgettable experience that left you sadder but wiser.
My life seemed sublime for the only thing on my mind was finding my next fix. Times were rough with nowhere to turn. Sitting on the cold linoleum floor wasting away. Withdrawals leaving me frozen in time. My twin walked with the exact thing my body was starving for. A combination of oxycontin and meth. We fixed our shots and soon my body was in a euphoric state feeling numb without a care in the world. Shortly after my brother asked me to hit him. I didn't want to see him suffer by continuously shoving the needle in and out of his arms. I did the unthinkable as I gave him his fix. Next thing I know his lips become blue as his body lies there lifeless on the floor. Rushing to the kitchen for a glass of cold water and all the ice cubes in the freezer. Frantically placing ice around his pelvis to bring him back in hell I lay. Giving CPR the best I know how calling 911 in between my raspy breaths. This was the saddest day of my life. The day I lost all control. My only thought was to take every fix from there on our to fill my destiny. To go be with my brother in heaven for that's where I belonged. That day changed me for a fact. A walking zombie without a soul. As time went by it taught me how to love to the fullest with each passing day. To never take the ones you love for granted for you never know when they may take their last breath. Eventually I became wiser. I found true love in the midst of my demise which led to me living my life to its fullest rather than dying to be with the one my heart still yearned to speak to every single day. It's been 24 months now since I've put the needle down. Without this tragic accident I don't believe this would've came to pass.
© Brandi N. Willard
