Homeless or drug-addicted 18 year old shows of the state his body is in

I've seen plenty of people on the street with an abcesses like this. I also got a cellulitis infection in my leg due to reusing the same needle since I couldnt get them on the street. My leg became so big i couldn't even fit an oversized shoe on with the laces out. I remember having to walk 5 miles to the hospital in the worst pain ever. When i got there, they wouldn't take me in because my medicaid expired. I sat on the bench in front of the hospital and this clear liquid would drip from this spot on my ankle. It was so often that within 30 mins the concrete was covered everywhere with about 2 bottles of water worth of liquid. I don't know where it was coming from because i was so thirsty as i was ashamed to beg for money and would end up going starving. Both my feet had such bad blisters on the bottom that the whole heel skin was dead and had to be cut off with scissors. Fortunately I was able to call my mom and she renewed my medicaid, and after a few days i was able to get admitted to the hospital and have my leg saved. I have been battling this shit ass fentanyl drug ever since I had torn my shoulder at a young age. I found a pain management doctor because i couldnt handle the pain anymore and became desperate. The plan was to get cortizone injections and then surgery. Little did i know this doctor was a drug dealer and should've known when i first went there. The waiting room looked like junkies. He prescibed me oxy, oxymorphone, and did these bs lidocaine injections. He said he had to continue doing these lidocaine injections every visit until he found the correct area to inject cortizone. I kept taking the meds and before i knew it I was hooked. When i decided to stop taking it I soon found out what withdrawal was like. Eventually my doctor was shut down due to overprescibing. Unfortunately my boss at the ice company i worked at sold oxy 30s. So i started selling the pills to support this new addiction i had. I met this girl who is now my gf of 7 years and soon found out she was doing heroin. Just a string of bad luck that came into my life. I was blowing through the 30s too fast bc i had no customers, and I had also ran out with no money to reup. I was hanging with this girl because I liked her and also thought I could be her savior and get her off the dope. Well that all went to shit when I went into withdrawal. I was 2 days in and became so irratated with a fuck everything mentality that i asked her for a bag. It hit 3 times as hard as the 30 and was $2 a bag instead of $30. I never took another 30. My nose soon started getting fucked up so I started shooting it 6 months later. Plus I was constantly being told i was wasting it by snorting it. The drug had brainwashed me completely. Anything to save money that I didnt have. Once you become a iv addict its a whole different ballpark. From there, I had been in and out of detox, and jail. I had got on the right track and got myself into a halfway house, had a car, was making good money climbing, and cutting trees. Got into trading bitcoin with massive leverage like an idiot and put all my savings into it. Turned 5k into 25k in one month. Life was amazing. Made one bad trade and lost the whole 25k in one day like a retard. I never experienced that kind of loss all at once. The only way I knew how to deal with numbing this terrible feeling was relapsing right away. Got kicked out of the halfway. Meanwhile my gf is living at a halfway. I'm living out of my car now and we decide to stay at a hotel and im going to go to detox in the morning. I end up leaving and just as i get to detox I realize my gf isn't answering me. She had stole a bag of dope from me and did it soon as I left. I knew right away she had to be overdosed. I called the hotel and told then open that door and check on her and call the emts. I sped as fast as I could 30 mins back to the hotel with no brakes on my bmw x3 because I had lost all my money. Im going too fast on the highway rushing to save my gf and 3 cars are lined up side by side. I couldn't stop fast enough and crashed into the rear of 2 cars a half a mile from the hotel. One car ended up hitting a firehydrant and water is shooting up into the sky. My bmw is now totalled, My gf ended up in a coma for a month, and I became homless for 6 months until I got that infection. I am now being sued by the husband and wife and the other person and will probably have to pay them around 100k over the next 20 years of my life. Funny thing is my airbag didnt even go off and everybody got out of there cars just fine. They're claiming they suffered all these injuries. Yea it sucks. Fast foward my gf and I are living in an apartment and still using. We use the bare minimum but it still costs $150 a day. I ended up quitting my job due to my shoulder pain and wanted to get clean. Ive now been waiting over 6 months for her to take off and go to detox together. All we do is fight 24/7 and I'm so fed up with her bs. I am so depressed I comtemplate ending it all the time. I love her but it's super unhealthy. That's where I'm at and life sucks complete ass. Before all of this I was an aspiring music producer and was on my way. I had dreams and still do. I was just like the people that comment "dumbass white trash criminal addicts". Now I have the realist perspective of it all. Never in my life did I ever think I would put a needle in my arm but here we are. Life doesn't always go as planned and you can get involved real quick in something without ever wanting to be involved with it. Keep your minds open and be grateful that you're the person commenting ignorant shit like "dumb white trash addicts" I wish I was still that dumb person. Be grateful you don't have to give every dollar you make to someone just so you don't end up puking up bile laying on the shower floor for 3 weeks (my last detox experience). I just hope I can endure another detox. Last time it was so bad in my organs from puking 24/7 I got an abcess on my gallbladder at the end of detox and had to get it removed. Ive had people put guns to my head while homeless on the streets because they thought maybe i had a few dollars. I hope I can enjoy life again without this drug like a normal person one day.