Im 22 and ive had an extremely long history of drug abuse spanning the greater part of the past decade. It started when i was 13 and i got my first tastes of coke and weed (seperate occasions). Since i was young and had very little money to my name it would have been impossible to support that habit so i did it from ages 13 to 16 as often as i could w/o having to pay for it. In that time i also tried Acid, molly and psylocybin which opened my mind to a whole new way of thinking and ended up being the path i took which led me to be the person i am today, but i digress; around 16 i started doing coke and smoking weed daily. For me the weed didnt impede upon my day to day but the coke really put a strain on my relationship with my friends and family and i ended up not being to hold down friendships or relationships until i reached 19. In between 16 and 20 i began my opiate/benzo phase. It started just doing perks or oc's here or there which very quickly turned into a serious chemical dependance. I loved opiates and benzos so much that i would literally sell my left nut for a fix. I was constantly in the er feigning panic attacks for valium or trying to score some perks for my back. I was headed down a road of ultimate destruction and i know i would have died or ended up in jail as i would break into cars and homes trying to find cash for more. My downfall almost came when my doctor prescribed me a 2mg klonopin script. Within a week i was using about 10 mgs a day from my script and wat i culd score off other ppl, i dont remember literally an entire year and half of my life because of those fucking pills. I ended up fucking so many things in mylife up through k-pins, i started dating the love of my life when i was 19, her name was becca wed met at college and things were perfect, i dont know what happened or when it happened but i somehow decided in my head that drugs and getting high were the most important thing in my life, not her and i just focused all my intention on getting high. I was with her for two and a half years and i had a million chances to make things better but i was so dulled out on herion/oc's/morphine/kpins/xanax to really give a fuck about anything for that matter, and after a few tries in sobriety which ended in violent relapses i figured that that was all there was to life. She stood by me for 2 1/2 years and watched me systematically kill myself day after day, and she hated seeing me do that to myself. It was right around my 20th birthday that lsd cemented itself in my life... It helped me see the true nature of narcotics and benzos and i am happy to report that i am 3 months clean from benzos and 9 months clean from opiates. I know that i could have ended up a statistic but thanks to the wild world of psychadelics im alive and clean (from hard drugs at least)
