by Hilary, age 27

Sometimes it feels like life is not fair or did I just take a wrong turn. One minute I'd be up and everything was great. The next minute, everything around me was going down...way down and I found myself homeless and on the streets for part of that time. My life had been a series of poor, worse, and bad decisions ever since I had started with drugs.

It was an almost "innocent" beginning. The guy was cute and smart, or so I thought and he was lots of fun. I later found out that the source of his "fun" personality was not a natural, comedic ability, but a little white line of powder that quickly became apparent. When he needed to feel "up", he got up and was as high as he could be. We had fun, I liked him a lot and even though it was not the right thing to do, I was curious and eventually, like him, I was got hooked and started using. Then, things became more complicated. I got pregnant...by him. Surprised, I guess not.
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