Hey there EveryTimeIDie (cool name btw), I am also from cali, I'm glad to have someone young (No offense rosie) to talk to. You make some pretty valid points, i sort of disagree about the statement that opiate addiction always destroys life. I actually have a very productive life (as I had previously hinted at). I go to school, I try hard and get good grades, I have friends and a decent job.
When people think of the term junkie, they envision a loser without anything going for him who is on the fast track to self-destruction. What people do not think about is the other side of the coin, the junkie like me who has a meaningful life, but is in the clutches of addiction.
As for the family thing, I must once again say this: It is WAY easier said than done. I love my family very much and by revealing my dark secret, I would jeopardize the relationship I have with them.
THERE IS GOOD NEWS THOUGH!! In an act of uncharacteristic resolution, I decided to sever the connection between me and my source of drugs. Before I did so though, I amassed a gigantic stockpile of opiates to last me about 4-5 months. Now that I have no connection, I will have no choice but to quit. Of course, I'm probably going to suffer and hate myself for it, but I really hope that will be the end of this disease. What do you think? and how did you finally quit H?