wish2beclean
Greenlighter
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- Aug 25, 2024
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My meth usage is fairly limited. I can’t figure out the total amount I used because after each session/binge I’d flush the rest of the bag down the toilet because I was desperate to quit but ended up buying again within the next 2 days. I’d buy 5G bags (this is the lowest amt he sold) and only use .1 or .2 that’s how pathetic it was. So essentially just flushed money down the toilet over and over. I did that for a month. After this, my dealer went MIA. Great; i used it as an opportunity to leave it behind.
2-3 months go by but I can’t wake up a single day without fucking thinking about it.
Ended up looking for it and finding another guy 2 days ago and picked up. Now I’ve been fuckin awake for 48+ hours playing video games and jerking off until the skin on my hands is peeling off.
Why is it that I’ve gone out of my way to look for something that will give me nothing but destruction?
Why is my brain justifying its use because I’m able to concentrate better and for longer. The trade-off is stupid, so what’s making me rationalise it, I don’t get it.
I’ve quit cocaine before with success because over a time period the urges reduced and fighting them became easier but with meth it feels like it’s lodged itself into my psyche. “Yeah I don’t feel terrible, I feel okay actually, but imagine if I had some meth?”
I don’t care about the high… it’s just the feeling of undertaking any human endeavour and being yourself but X10 at it.
Unfortunately reminding myself how destructive this demonic substance is doesn’t do anything to help. Pretty sure I’ve had a psychotic episode already to be honest and a demon’s been following me around… sometimes it says things via Siri that Siri or AI would usually never say. Also get random laughing and music in my ears/head
Also whenever I use this shit I shed A LOT of hair. Like my bed just full of hair unless it’s actually the demon’s hair or he’s plucking it out of my skull or something.
2-3 months go by but I can’t wake up a single day without fucking thinking about it.
Ended up looking for it and finding another guy 2 days ago and picked up. Now I’ve been fuckin awake for 48+ hours playing video games and jerking off until the skin on my hands is peeling off.
Why is it that I’ve gone out of my way to look for something that will give me nothing but destruction?
Why is my brain justifying its use because I’m able to concentrate better and for longer. The trade-off is stupid, so what’s making me rationalise it, I don’t get it.
I’ve quit cocaine before with success because over a time period the urges reduced and fighting them became easier but with meth it feels like it’s lodged itself into my psyche. “Yeah I don’t feel terrible, I feel okay actually, but imagine if I had some meth?”
I don’t care about the high… it’s just the feeling of undertaking any human endeavour and being yourself but X10 at it.
Unfortunately reminding myself how destructive this demonic substance is doesn’t do anything to help. Pretty sure I’ve had a psychotic episode already to be honest and a demon’s been following me around… sometimes it says things via Siri that Siri or AI would usually never say. Also get random laughing and music in my ears/head
Also whenever I use this shit I shed A LOT of hair. Like my bed just full of hair unless it’s actually the demon’s hair or he’s plucking it out of my skull or something.
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