My Brother was a recovering heroin addict. He was clean for years got married and had a child at 48 years old. Who'da thunk it. Life aint no bed of roses, and he got dealt some bad cards, it happens to everyone at some time in their lives… Well when the chips were running low, and his Marriage took a down turn, he went back to the big "H" and promptly died of an overdose.. His little boy is now Fatherless. I miss my Brother. I'm telling you this in tears, so you will be Strong when your time comes. inevitably life will kick you in the Balls.. That's when you need to be the MOST diligent.. Don't do it. take care of yourself..