MsLovelyGothDruggy
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I wasn't quite sure where this belonged and, after looking at many of the categories, I figured it'd fit in the "Drugs Culture" area.
My question is kind of retarded, but it's something I'm really curious about.
First, a little background info:
When I was young, I grew up in a pretty indecent neighborhood that wasn't very kid friendly. There was a lot of issues with shootings, fights, break-ins, and drug-dealing. I, however, was completely oblivious to it all as I was extremely sheltered; not allowed to go outside, watch TV, play video games, use a computer, etc. I was raised by a single mom who was paranoid of the world and also wasn't ready to have kids (very common these days, I know). I was allowed to read children's books, do homework, clean, and keep my younger sister entertained.
Somewhere around 12 years old, I went to a relative's house. A friend/cousin was there, who was about 16 or 17 at the time, and he used to always go outside and come back giggling for no reason. I eventually ended up following him out to see what was so funny all the time and come to find him outside smoking weed in a little metal pipe. I'm hanging out close to him, asking him about what he has. He laughs and blows smoke in my face. My relative immediately came out looking for me and found me. I asked her what my cousin was smoking and she said it was just a special kind of tobacco that people sometimes smoke in their pipes.
Go inside the house. Start feeling giggle a little, but not really by much. More of just a strange silliness.
Didn't think anything of it.
After living in this neighborhood for about 8 years, we relocated to a better area.
A year after moving (last year in middle school), I'm spending the night at a friend's house. She has another friend over who snorts all kinds of pills and smokes weed. I'm confused about what she's doing. All I comprehend is my friend's female friend crushing and snorting "medicine" and enjoying herself.
I ask about it. They tell me about what the pills do, what kind they are, and about weed. They ask if I want to try some. I said yes. I snort half a pill of a Hydrocodone (as I found out almost years later) and smoke several hits of weed, knowing nothing about what is going to happen to me. The entire night, all I did was laugh until I passed out. Woke up. Hardly remember much of anything except for laughing. Nothing bad happened. End of story.
A year later, I start High School. The entire time for the first half of the year, I'm completely oblivious to the different things going on everywhere from the kids smoking weed in the parking lot to girls in the bathroom smoking meth or snorting coke or crushed up pills. I don't know how, but I took absolutely no real notice of any of it. I saw it, but I thought it was just cigarettes or sugar or something, never thought about it.
Eventually, I finally ask the girls (as I see them) what they are/were doing. Most of them don't tell me. One does and tells me it's Xanax. I had no idea what Xanax was.
Now then, prior to this, I had 2 "Anti-Drug" classes, one in elementary school and one in middle school. My mom talked to me a little about drugs but, after finding out a lot of what she was telling me wasn't always the truth, I never paid attention.
Either way, when I saw all this going on, I was extremely confused as to why anyone would "snort sugar" and do the things they were doing...
Why?
Because...
Majority of my life, up until when I tried doing pills again in the second half of my freshman year in high school, and even after that, I thought drugs were simply not real.
I don't know exactly how, but I never really thought drugs were real. I knew there were certain things out there that made you feel good, like weed and alcohol, but I didn't know what drugs did, what they were for, or that any of them even really existed. The few things I was told about and kinda believed, I believed what they said about them. Example: I was told about Cocaine by my mom, but I was also told that it burns a hole through your nose like acid and that chunks of your nose will fall out and that it will fry your brain and usually kills you just after one use because it's poison.
I was told this a few times with the usual "drug" talk that I got, just the last time I was spoken to I actually listened to and kinda believed her.
I really didn't know much at all until way later, towards the end my Junior year, when someone I knew broke the bubble and told me about all the different things they'd tried. I didn't believe much about what they were talking about and carried on with my life.
Eventually, as I was able to get to watch movies and TV, I started noticing drug use in all these shows and movies. It eventually dawned on me and then I knew that there was more to the drug world than I thought.
This kinda did some good and some bad for me, but past is the past.
Point is I was 17 years old, going on 18, and just then getting the "hint" that drugs were real, which I still didn't officially grasp until right after I turned 18 and tried MDMA for the first time without really knowing what it was.
So yeah....
Does growing up thinking that drugs are not real for so long make me really innocent and oblivious as a kid or does it make me seem like a complete dumb-f**k of a kid?
My question is kind of retarded, but it's something I'm really curious about.
First, a little background info:
When I was young, I grew up in a pretty indecent neighborhood that wasn't very kid friendly. There was a lot of issues with shootings, fights, break-ins, and drug-dealing. I, however, was completely oblivious to it all as I was extremely sheltered; not allowed to go outside, watch TV, play video games, use a computer, etc. I was raised by a single mom who was paranoid of the world and also wasn't ready to have kids (very common these days, I know). I was allowed to read children's books, do homework, clean, and keep my younger sister entertained.
Somewhere around 12 years old, I went to a relative's house. A friend/cousin was there, who was about 16 or 17 at the time, and he used to always go outside and come back giggling for no reason. I eventually ended up following him out to see what was so funny all the time and come to find him outside smoking weed in a little metal pipe. I'm hanging out close to him, asking him about what he has. He laughs and blows smoke in my face. My relative immediately came out looking for me and found me. I asked her what my cousin was smoking and she said it was just a special kind of tobacco that people sometimes smoke in their pipes.
Go inside the house. Start feeling giggle a little, but not really by much. More of just a strange silliness.
Didn't think anything of it.
After living in this neighborhood for about 8 years, we relocated to a better area.
A year after moving (last year in middle school), I'm spending the night at a friend's house. She has another friend over who snorts all kinds of pills and smokes weed. I'm confused about what she's doing. All I comprehend is my friend's female friend crushing and snorting "medicine" and enjoying herself.
I ask about it. They tell me about what the pills do, what kind they are, and about weed. They ask if I want to try some. I said yes. I snort half a pill of a Hydrocodone (as I found out almost years later) and smoke several hits of weed, knowing nothing about what is going to happen to me. The entire night, all I did was laugh until I passed out. Woke up. Hardly remember much of anything except for laughing. Nothing bad happened. End of story.
A year later, I start High School. The entire time for the first half of the year, I'm completely oblivious to the different things going on everywhere from the kids smoking weed in the parking lot to girls in the bathroom smoking meth or snorting coke or crushed up pills. I don't know how, but I took absolutely no real notice of any of it. I saw it, but I thought it was just cigarettes or sugar or something, never thought about it.
Eventually, I finally ask the girls (as I see them) what they are/were doing. Most of them don't tell me. One does and tells me it's Xanax. I had no idea what Xanax was.
Now then, prior to this, I had 2 "Anti-Drug" classes, one in elementary school and one in middle school. My mom talked to me a little about drugs but, after finding out a lot of what she was telling me wasn't always the truth, I never paid attention.
Either way, when I saw all this going on, I was extremely confused as to why anyone would "snort sugar" and do the things they were doing...
Why?
Because...
Majority of my life, up until when I tried doing pills again in the second half of my freshman year in high school, and even after that, I thought drugs were simply not real.
I don't know exactly how, but I never really thought drugs were real. I knew there were certain things out there that made you feel good, like weed and alcohol, but I didn't know what drugs did, what they were for, or that any of them even really existed. The few things I was told about and kinda believed, I believed what they said about them. Example: I was told about Cocaine by my mom, but I was also told that it burns a hole through your nose like acid and that chunks of your nose will fall out and that it will fry your brain and usually kills you just after one use because it's poison.
I was told this a few times with the usual "drug" talk that I got, just the last time I was spoken to I actually listened to and kinda believed her.
I really didn't know much at all until way later, towards the end my Junior year, when someone I knew broke the bubble and told me about all the different things they'd tried. I didn't believe much about what they were talking about and carried on with my life.
Eventually, as I was able to get to watch movies and TV, I started noticing drug use in all these shows and movies. It eventually dawned on me and then I knew that there was more to the drug world than I thought.
This kinda did some good and some bad for me, but past is the past.
Point is I was 17 years old, going on 18, and just then getting the "hint" that drugs were real, which I still didn't officially grasp until right after I turned 18 and tried MDMA for the first time without really knowing what it was.
So yeah....
Does growing up thinking that drugs are not real for so long make me really innocent and oblivious as a kid or does it make me seem like a complete dumb-f**k of a kid?