On August 18th 2018 on my birthday I had went to Washington DC And went to a club for the LGBT people I had went rock bottom doing GHB… and Shooting up meth then went to another person’s place and then did it again then I realized that I had ODed I was left on the floor as the others were just left me there so i had left and called 911 for help….. went to one hospital…. I didn’t feel like they were helping in the situation… went to another they had to call a code gray all I really remember I woke up in The CCU then I woke up In the ward and my Grandfather and my sister couldn’t come see me at all my request so I should be thinking about that Incident from 2018 and take that as a Learned lesson I don’t want my family to have to to bury me first
