Flourish from rubble

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I was just over twenty years old. My life was made up of parties, discos, drugs and fun. I did not think about anything else.

I lived in Novi in Modena and on the 29th of May 2012 there was an earthquake. You can imagine the situation. My mom and my brother were in the civil protection housing. My dog and I were destined to stay in a tent. A friend of mine called me and asked me if I wanted to stay at his house.

Since that time, not only my city fell to pieces, but also all my life.

I stayed at Marco’s house for a few months. I only heard from my mom rarely, just to know if everything was ok. The relationship between us had already been broken a long time before. She knew what I was doing, so she had concerns for me, I didn’t want to notice this.

In town I was making enemies. I was stuck to the drug dealers and I was always in the midst of problems. Marco found out about this and he kicked me out of his house.

I was a wandering lost soul, and kept taking heroin in order to fill my malaise. I spent my evenings destroying myself with drugs. It got bad: debts with people looking for me, the

police kept an eye on me. I had no job, I no longer had a home, and I often didn’t eat because I had no money. I found myself living under a bridge; I ended up living on the streets. Completely alone and drugs were always the protagonist of my life.

The only solution was my old wrecked home. It was dangerous, but I had no choice. I was really into pieces. I only took drugs. I pretty much didn’t eat anymore. One day I was so high on cocaine that I could not feel my legs and arms. I fell to the ground, I was still awake, but I felt terrible. Cocaine doesn’t forgive, I hence could have died. Another shot, and I would have been gone. I started to get scared, a lot. Ever so much. With the little strength I had left, I opened the window and threw out all the shit that was destroying me. That day I said to myself that it was time to end up the messed up life, it was time to rise from the “debris” of my life…