AddictionFamilyMy story Two Weeks Stigma Free Fed up, frustrated and tired of dealing with ignorance I sat down and wrote this poem in about 45 seconds. It was just my version…Kevin AlterMarch 10, 2018
AddictionFamilyMy story Friendship You remember when we used to share a needle that was so dull It felt like a screwdriver going into a vein? You remember when…Kevin AlterMarch 10, 2018
My story Kevin is Back! I Thought When I Was Using Drugs I Was Only Hurting Myself. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Around 2008 the most sought after bag…Kevin AlterMarch 10, 2018
AddictionMy story Morning phone call I sit and pause for a moment. My nose is running, my stomach is churning, and my bones are aching for a bundle. The question…Kevin AlterMarch 8, 2018
FamilyMy story Skydiving in the Bronx When addicts run out of veins to hit in their arms, hands, legs, and feet the only thing left is usually the neck. I remember…Kevin AlterMarch 7, 2018
AddictionFamilyStories From a dope friend to a Dad This week we will be starting with my buddy Dave. Dave is a 35-year-old recovering addict, originally from New Jersey. David grew up in what…Kevin AlterMarch 7, 2018
FamilyMy story My Mom When The Doctor Held Me In The Air, My Mom Named Me “Kevin.” When my veins thirsted for the next bag of heroin, my mom…Kevin AlterMarch 5, 2018
AddictionMy story Not Your “Average” Heroin Addict My Name Is Kevin Alter. I grew up in Long Island, New York. I wish I could tell you that I had two heroin addicts…Kevin AlterMarch 2, 2018