I mean, I know I can't be the only one, right? It just feels so stupid to think about, that I'm addicted I mean, because it's legal and it doesn't even get me high anymore.
So, yeah, that's my story... sorry it's so crazy long, I just needed to get it all down in words. You don't have to read it I just need to know, I'm not the only one, am I?
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...I've hardly been using it for any time at all either, I only tried it for the first time at the start of the summer, around the end of May I think... I feel kind of embarassed about it. Well, very embarassed, to be honest, because it's not even a 'proper' drug, is it? It's not even illegal where I am....
It's hard to say anything about it, because nobody I know has noticed a problem, so it's still 'secret' in my head. I've been using mephedrone daily, pretty much since I first tried it back in May. I know how stupid it is, and how dangerous it is, but I'm scared to stop.
I was naturally a low-energy person, I'd get tired out by the end of the day, and I could never get enough sleep (partly due to depression). Now, though, doing drone every day, I'm wide awake and have all the energy I need. My test grades improved a lot, and I'm making loads of new friends because I'm not afraid to be myself around strangers. I (finally!) got a boyfriend, who was just the guy I'd always wanted, I had a great time with him while it lasted. My self-esteem has genuinely improved, and thanks to my academic success and better social life, I'm pretty sure I'm no longer depressed. On top of this, I've finally lost the weight I've wanted to lose for about the last 9 years- I've dropped from 155lbs to 120. I'm not a fat girl anymore, and I don't even feel hungry. Sometimes I think mephedrone saved my life.
Other times, I blame it for everything that's gone wrong since I started using it. Literally a week or so before, I'd started a new job. I was trying hard, but they kept yelling at me for being clumsy and slow (I'm moderately dyspraxic, but I didn't tell them that, otherwise they wouldn't have given me the job). Didn't take me long to figure out that if I did a couple lines before my shift, I'd work faster, and the boss would leave me alone. So, within a couple more weeks, I was 'unable' to do a shift without drone, because if I did, they'd call me lazy for 'not working as hard as usual'. I'd got my lovely boyfriend the fourth day I was ever on drone, but he was straightedge and so I never told him about my daily use. Then one time, we were getting drunk together, and I started racking up. I could tell he was upset, but he didn't say anything. Over the next few months, though, the drone made him more and more angry with me, because he thought I did it because he was too boring to spend time with sober.
I'd actually met him for the first time a year before, and I'd had a huge crush on him pretty much since then... so it was a big deal when he dumped me, because he 'doesn't have time for addicts'. I was running out of money, too, cos I was spending all my pay on drone. I started feeling weak and ill, probably because I only manage to eat about 400cals a day (I have no appetite at all, so any food feels like too much), and began fainting at least a couple times a week. Drone had stopped making me high ages ago; I just do it now to feel normal-ish. Maybe if I drink with it, I feel something.
I got scared because my health was deteriorating, and I tried to quit. I managed to stay clean for about 12 days, but I was so paranoid, angry and was fiending so bad, I lost my job (in an epic way), and was such a bitch to my parents, I got in a physical fight with my mum (she'd never hit me before, ever). I couldn't cope with everyday life, so I went back on the drone, and everything was fine again, until my mom read my bank statement about a week ago. I'd spent 200 pounds in a month or so, just on mephedrone- luckily, I managed to bullshit enough to stop her suspicion, so she doesn't know I spent that much on a drug, but she's still taken my debit card away til she calms down.
Because of this, I have to buy shake 'n' vac from town, which is ridiculously overpriced- about 30 quid a GRAM. I only have about 45 quid left now, and I'm thinking of all they ways I could get more money without anyone asking why. Last week, a guy offered me a tenner to toss him off, and I did it. I know the guy who sells drone to all the shops in my town, and he's openly said to me he'll give me all the drone I want if I'll 'be his'. I'm so angry, it's all so fucking stupid, but if I quitted it I'd lose everything it's given me. I'd get fat and shy again and I'd be too tired to party three days straight or stay up all night studying. But I thought I respected myself, I don't want to be a whore, or whatever. I'm scared.
It's hard to say anything about it, because nobody I know has noticed a problem, so it's still 'secret' in my head. I've been using mephedrone daily, pretty much since I first tried it back in May. I know how stupid it is, and how dangerous it is, but I'm scared to stop.
I was naturally a low-energy person, I'd get tired out by the end of the day, and I could never get enough sleep (partly due to depression). Now, though, doing drone every day, I'm wide awake and have all the energy I need. My test grades improved a lot, and I'm making loads of new friends because I'm not afraid to be myself around strangers. I (finally!) got a boyfriend, who was just the guy I'd always wanted, I had a great time with him while it lasted. My self-esteem has genuinely improved, and thanks to my academic success and better social life, I'm pretty sure I'm no longer depressed. On top of this, I've finally lost the weight I've wanted to lose for about the last 9 years- I've dropped from 155lbs to 120. I'm not a fat girl anymore, and I don't even feel hungry. Sometimes I think mephedrone saved my life.
Other times, I blame it for everything that's gone wrong since I started using it. Literally a week or so before, I'd started a new job. I was trying hard, but they kept yelling at me for being clumsy and slow (I'm moderately dyspraxic, but I didn't tell them that, otherwise they wouldn't have given me the job). Didn't take me long to figure out that if I did a couple lines before my shift, I'd work faster, and the boss would leave me alone. So, within a couple more weeks, I was 'unable' to do a shift without drone, because if I did, they'd call me lazy for 'not working as hard as usual'. I'd got my lovely boyfriend the fourth day I was ever on drone, but he was straightedge and so I never told him about my daily use. Then one time, we were getting drunk together, and I started racking up. I could tell he was upset, but he didn't say anything. Over the next few months, though, the drone made him more and more angry with me, because he thought I did it because he was too boring to spend time with sober.
I'd actually met him for the first time a year before, and I'd had a huge crush on him pretty much since then... so it was a big deal when he dumped me, because he 'doesn't have time for addicts'. I was running out of money, too, cos I was spending all my pay on drone. I started feeling weak and ill, probably because I only manage to eat about 400cals a day (I have no appetite at all, so any food feels like too much), and began fainting at least a couple times a week. Drone had stopped making me high ages ago; I just do it now to feel normal-ish. Maybe if I drink with it, I feel something.
I got scared because my health was deteriorating, and I tried to quit. I managed to stay clean for about 12 days, but I was so paranoid, angry and was fiending so bad, I lost my job (in an epic way), and was such a bitch to my parents, I got in a physical fight with my mum (she'd never hit me before, ever). I couldn't cope with everyday life, so I went back on the drone, and everything was fine again, until my mom read my bank statement about a week ago. I'd spent 200 pounds in a month or so, just on mephedrone- luckily, I managed to bullshit enough to stop her suspicion, so she doesn't know I spent that much on a drug, but she's still taken my debit card away til she calms down.
Because of this, I have to buy shake 'n' vac from town, which is ridiculously overpriced- about 30 quid a GRAM. I only have about 45 quid left now, and I'm thinking of all they ways I could get more money without anyone asking why. Last week, a guy offered me a tenner to toss him off, and I did it. I know the guy who sells drone to all the shops in my town, and he's openly said to me he'll give me all the drone I want if I'll 'be his'. I'm so angry, it's all so fucking stupid, but if I quitted it I'd lose everything it's given me. I'd get fat and shy again and I'd be too tired to party three days straight or stay up all night studying. But I thought I respected myself, I don't want to be a whore, or whatever. I'm scared.
So, yeah, that's my story... sorry it's so crazy long, I just needed to get it all down in words. You don't have to read it I just need to know, I'm not the only one, am I?