A year had past

I dont recall doing a good thing, i dont remember doing bad things too, all i can think of is a crackle followed by a smoke, the room going in a circle, and people are running away from me trying to stay away from that terrible person.

My mom had always told me that i should keep my money and to not give them away if i need them, but i thought that id be a bad person if i didnt give whoever asks me for some. I wish i listened to her words and took them seriously before i gave that someone money for his school and lost mine.  

My dad used to always tell me, "stay out of troubles or life will put you down". i thought people will take advantages of me if i followed my dads words put i wish i did because being a tough person all the time will only break you in the first weakness moment.

My teacher MR. Nill, once asked "What would happen if everyone treats others the way they treat them?"  I said, "We would live in woods and people would hate each other." He laughed and called me "Sweetheart"  i didnt know his meaning till today. The right answer should be "Thats the best way to live in a peace, so we can feel each others pain, cuz none of us likes to be hurt".

My love told me "Get off the drugs, i cant be next to a ""DRUG ADDICT"". I didnt see my reactions and the way i was acting, I though i was doing well and not being annoying, so i said "**** IT" she will get over it, but now I'M asking ( WHERE IS SHE??).

I LOST MY PARENTS AND MY SIBLINGS, MY LOVE AND OF COURSE MY self(thats how small i am).

So now after a year of using, I decided to quit and get my life together, its my second week off that SH*T, I am not getting back again. Thats FOR SURE.

BUT THE QUESTION IS "WILL I HAVE MY LOST BACK?"