I'm not a hero

I'm not a hero. I'm not a role model. I'm an addict who is clean. I'm a friend to some. I'm a mother. I have tons of imperfections. The best thing I ever did was stop using drugs in 1998. I used drugs hard. I exhausted all idea that I could use successfully and moved on. This blog is both cathartic and difficult in that it puts my self esteem under a microscope. In some ways I'm screaming "love me" (fuck you very much to a friend who pointed this out). In other ways, I really really really want to help everyone. So there is the truth. I'm no hero. I'm just like you. I'm clean today. You can be too. Let's do this together

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  1. Lance SnyderJune 1, 2013 at 10:10 AM

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  2. traceyh415June 1, 2013 at 3:37 PM

    Funny yes, appropriate no.

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  3. AnonymousJune 1, 2013 at 4:18 PM

    The words role model and hero make me cringe... the weight of the implication is heavy... That one is so lowly that they must put another above themselves...I wouldn't want to wear the heavy hero cape for fear of falling and I wouldn't want the weight of hero worship on my back keeping me from flying too. I am inspired by those who've stayed the course of recovery. To inspire literally means to breath life into. Thats what we need especially when the disease of addiction has at the very least taken the wind out of our sails. I'm glad I friend requested you when the wind was knocked out of me Tracey. You're no Hero or Role Model and thank God because being just like me makes you approachable and able to assist in blowing wind back into the sails of others on the same tumultuous journey. We're stronger together. Lets DO DIS!!!! Love Melissa

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    1. traceyh415June 1, 2013 at 4:49 PM

      Yep yep

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    2. AnonymousJune 11, 2013 at 12:52 PM

      Hi Tracy,I'm not sure if you and I have ever met, but I know we know a lot of the same people. I was wondering if you have an email address where I can write to you that is not public? Thanks

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    3. traceyh415June 11, 2013 at 6:52 PM

      You can email me at traceyh415@hotmail.com If we know the same ppl, give me some point of reference

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  4. AnonymousJune 3, 2013 at 3:32 PM

    True you may not be a hero. To many that are where you have been and know you personally you ARE A ROLE MODEL , Watching you come from that pit of addiction that keep you stuck in alleys sometime more then not sleeping in the alleys, with us I thought you would die for sure like many have, but you climbed out so give yourself some credit. Nothing wrong with being a role model, You are amazing in my eyes. as well as many others eyes. Sure we are all fighting this addiction together, and as long we remember it's we and not I all will be ok, Any one that say's or think Tracey isn't a role model is blind and being hateful, she is a SUCCESS STORY. I love you my friend.

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  5. AnonymousJune 3, 2013 at 3:44 PM

    Her being a role model does make her approachable because she has been where other have been, she's knows the insanity of addiction, the Jails, Rehabs Ect, thank god she didn't die in her addiction, not from lack of trying, many OD's many infections that could have killed her, but no she made it our alive and I truly believe it was GODS plan fro her to get clean and be a role model so she can reach out and help others, I can go on for ever about this amazing friend, but I will stop because she is human with flaws like all of us, but I just want others how I feel about her, shes amazing.

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  6. mielkayAugust 13, 2013 at 7:41 PM

    Tracey, Even though you might disagree you are becoming a role model for recovering addicts and the families of addicts. You give hope to those wanting to get clean because you're showing sobriety is possible after heroin abuse. If Black Tar Heroin, The dark End of the Street and this blog saves one life then it's worth it.

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