Win_-_Lose-eitherway
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Nov 1, 2023
- Messages
- 6
Like the typical addict who thinks their family is against them and hates them; I chose meth over my family. I been lost in meth for 6 years. I fucken hate myself. I lost 65 pounds that I can’t gain back because when I do straighten out , the fucken pipe always calls me back. 6 years of trying to take control back of my life and every attempt is met with failure. Relapse after relapse after relapse after relapse. It’s a fucken nasty cycle. I had no clue that meth would dig its claws in me and never let go. It all started from snorting one Hollywood line and I was up for 2 days. That totally blew me away. I was flabbergasted. I was amazed at what meth did to me. I never let my parents talk to me. I think they hate me. I never let my son or brother talk to me. I think they hate me. And when I get into this self pity bullshit and want people to feel sorry for me it makes me wanna hit the pipe. So I’m not gonna feel sorry myself. I’m just gonna hit the fucken pipe since there’s an ocean in it. I hope my lungs finally give out so I can die and be cured from addiction. One certainty in life, is death.