I was in addiction for 20-odd years from around the age of 12 until the age of 33 – cannabis when I was 12, then the party drugs, the rave scene, pills, acid. I eventually got into heroin at the age of 22.
You could say that my story started years ago, but it took me a long time to realise what was going on. When I got divorced, I got the kids and the dogs, and my ex got the house, the TV and the hi-fi - all the things that are easy to take for granted as part of a home. But I was incredibly naïve and very young – I thought I could manage everything and rebuild our lives.
From the beginning, my life wasn't good – I was born into a broken home and there were always fights in the family. I was constantly moved around children's homes and poor houses. Even as a child, my life was in turmoil. But when you're little, you just don't know what's happening – you don't understand any of it, you think it's just normal. But as a child, I had no life at all, really. I grew up very frightened and knowing that I was not loved.
40 year old Pete (who wishes to remain anonymous) gives his account of receiving support from DHI.
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