Nov 3 · 10 min read
The first time I died
How I found the inner-strength to keep myself alive when no one else would help an overdosing teenage runaway

At 17 years of age I died of a drug overdose.
I started running away from home at the age of 14. I clearly remember the first time I didn’t go home, because I didn’t want to be in that environment of anger & tension, so I just stayed at a friends house for a couple of days, then skulked home, head hung…

