I've proven time and time again, I just can't use meth like normal people. Even when I try to stick to eating and sleeping which is obviously hard. It destroys my life. I can't function without it. All the happiness is sucked from me. I think of my 5 year old, and I feel immense shame. I don't want to do drugs with her there so when im sober with her I am hardly a shell of a person. I have my last line. Then it's goodbye again. This week been using the past 9 days and it was more than enough to realize I can't touch this stuff. It's crazy when I read through people functioning on it, more power to you. I wish. But I can't and I'm scared to go through the depression of coming down and the feelings of not being able to lift my body out of bed. Hope this time I stay away for good. Although I still love reading all the threads on here. Think I just need to accept that I'm going to go through some hell for a little and get back to the help I had.