I don’t remember the exact day it all started falling apart. Heroin wasn’t something I planned on—like most people, I thought I had it under control. One hit here, a rough day there, and before I knew it, I was completely hooked.
I lost a lot—my energy, my trust in people, my sense of who I was. I stopped going to doctors. I didn’t care about checkups or feeling better. I cared about not being sick from withdrawal. That was my only goal every day.
But eventually, everything got too heavy. I woke up one morning and just felt done. Not dead—just done. I didn’t want to chase the high anymore. I was scared, tired, and honestly, I didn’t even know where to start.
A friend mentioned this doctor—Dr. Osgood the primary care physician in Hamilton NJ. He said he was different. Said he actually listens and doesn’t treat you like garbage just because you’re struggling. I didn’t believe it at first. But I called. I figured if I didn’t go, I’d either end up in jail or worse.
I was nervous as hell at that first visit. I walked in expecting the same old routine—cold room, cold stares, quick judgement. But that’s not what I got.
Dr. Osgood looked me in the eye and asked me how I was doing. Not the fake kind of asking—the real kind, like he actually wanted to know. I broke down. Told him everything. Didn’t hold anything back.
He didn’t flinch. Didn’t make me feel small. He talked to me like a human being. He told me there was a way out, and he’d help if I was ready. I was.
We started a treatment plan right away. I began taking medication to help with the withdrawal. I wasn’t cured, not by a long shot—but I finally had a shot. And that was more than I’d had in years.
There were setbacks. Days I wanted to quit. Days I thought I wasn’t worth saving. But Dr. Osgood didn’t give up on me. He reminded me of why I started. And slowly, things got better.
I stopped using. I started sleeping. I started eating. I started showing up for life again.
I see now that having the right doctor isn’t about fancy degrees or big buildings. It’s about trust. It's about someone believing in you even when you can’t believe in yourself.
I’ve been clean for a while now. Still working through stuff—but who isn’t?
If you’re going through something like I did, I just want you to know—there’s still a way out. I found mine when I walked into that quiet little office and met Dr. Osgood.
That’s when everything started to change.
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