I have been a lifetime alcoholic. I got back from rehab two months ago. Was having a real hard time but still not drinking.
I found spice. Deadman walking is the name. I’ve been smoking it not to drink, and it worked.
A God sends I thought. Last night I walloped it. I think I had a heart attack. I couldn’t breathe; my chest was killing me.
I could see the phone to call 911, but didn’t have the ability to use it in that state. I have lived alone for more than ten years.
I have a great job and about to be promoted again, around 70K a year with no overtime. Addiction is a bitch. Feel free to contact me!