“That night I slept like a baby. When I woke the next morning I knew I was going to smoke heroin again. Everything that day was enjoyable: sitting on the bus, working all day – it all felt good. It… — Christine Lewry Copy Share Image
“Sitting on the train I watch the scenery speeding by, notice a cobweb in the top corner of the window, undulating with a gentle breeze I can’t feel. I lean back in my seat and take my book out of the carrier bag. Turning it over in my hand, it feels warm. It feels how I want to feel; full… — Christine Lewry Copy Share
“Sitting cross-legged on her bed, I watch her take out her gear. She’s been smoking so much the room stinks of it. Over the last few weeks, I’ve seen her do it so often I’ve resisted the urge. It’s surreal, like I’m watching me from outside my body. My willpower is fragile at the best of times, but my resolve… — Christine Lewry Copy Share
“That night I slept like a baby. When I woke the next morning I knew I was going to smoke heroin again. Everything that… — Christine Lewry Copy Share Image
“God created the angels, with their natural propensity to good. Later, he made beasts with their animal desires. But God was pleased with neither.… — Christine Lewry Copy Share Image
