Why I Traveled to Stanford and MIT With Naloxone In My Pocket.

I literally couldn’t shake my nerves. “I’m at Stanford! How the hell did I get here?” I thought. The nerves came from the high social status tied with everything Stanford, along with a crowd of investors, business people, and the university community. I was representing my company, Fiduscript a startup that provides life-saving resources to substance users online. Fiduscript was…