A Life I Didnít Sign Up For
As I was growing up, with plenty
of friends, playing baseball nearly year round and being
raised by a fantastic and loving family, never did I think I
would go down the path of being a drug addict. When I was
offered pot in high school it was a quick and easy Ďno
thanksí. I mostly avoided situations where that was even a
possibility. I even had a teammate on my baseball team when
I was 15 die of a
it was his first time doing heroin and he did not survive
the ordeal, that was enough evidence for me to never
consider drugs. I was 18, in my first week of college when I
smoked my first joint filled with pot. I suppose the
thinking behind it was that it was just pot, nothing
serious. Someone offered and I quickly accepted it. My life
would never be the same.
Before I knew it, pot was not
doing the job and someone I knew had some opiates with him
one night around October 2008. I figured whatís the harm?
Itís a prescribed pill, nothing illegal, whatís the worst
that can happen. Opiates have seen a giant boom in use since
around the year 2000. In 2017,
of every 100 Americans were prescribed an opiate.
An astronomical number. I was someone who picked it up
recreationally but I know countless people that were
prescribed heavy doses of painkillers because of an injury
or surgery and found themselves addicted within just a few
months. Athletes, motherís and fatherís, professionals, itís
affected America all across the spectrum. I was a 19 year
old college kid when I first used them and it brought me
down the path so many have gone this past decade, to heroin.
Pain pills are highly expensive any many people make the
discovery that heroin has the same effect for much cheaper.
Before they know it they are hooked on heroin.
epidemic in the year 2019.
In May of 2016 I had finally had
enough, I had isolated myself from every single family
member and friend that I had and even worse, my father had
just died of a heart attack 2 months prior, he was my best
friend. I hit complete hopelessness which is what brought me
followed by an residential treatment center. The beauty of
hopelessness is that it made me ready to listen and ready to
do whatever I need for change, I knew I could not continue
my ways especially with the face I had to grieve the
terrible loss of my father. He was my main inspiration, I am
sober to this day because of the morals and values he taught
me and because of fantastic guidance from other sober
I enjoy sharing my story because I want anyone out there to
understand, if you are having a problem, and those who have
the problem know they do deep down, reach out to someone,
anyone. The hardest thing I ever had to do in my life was
let my family know I was addicted to drugs, but once I did,
there was hope, because they wanted to help. It may have
taken me a little while to finally get the help I needed but
once I did it was the greatest thing I ever did in my life.
The most comforting thing when I first admitted I needed
help was how many people were supportive and proud of me. I
thought they would judge me and want nothing to do with me,
that was not the case. I promise it will not be the case for
you either. I hope this message finds at least one person to
inspire them to go change their lives.
Daniel Wittler is a writer in recovery from South Florida,
he hopes to share his message anywhere he can to advocate
that absolutely anyone can get sober provided they are ready
to change their lives.