I absolutely love meth, no lie, but I find it very ‘non-functional’. Almost chalk and cheese in comparison with dexamfetamine for example.
I notice for some people, myself included, it is possible to be reasonably socially functional on meth for long periods so long as they get at least a few hours sleep every 48 hours or so. But functionality in any intellectual type activity or as a ‘knowledge worker’ declines at a much more rapid rate than social functionality.
And there is no overstating the chance of getting sidetracked by petty obsessions and never-even-imagined levels of horniness that impacts functionality a fair bit.
In the past I’ve spent long periods in the company of hard-core smokers with more physical type jobs smoking fairly constantly 4 or 5 days out of every seven and never saw any kind of anti-social behaviour, emotional disturbances, or major crazyness. All in all a very enjoyable and pleasant time actually.
But I’ve also seen previously normal people punch out their girlfriends at a party after huffing a point or two for the first time.
Meth is the most functional, dysfunctional drug we could possibly have running our lives, I love it too, in many respects. I also absolutely loathe the damage it's caused to my psyche, and the acceleration of my cognitive peak and decline all at once. It's how I manage to get a lot of things done. It's absolutely my muse in so many ways, in some of the things that I do that are good.
It's also caused a lot of psychotic symptoms and permanent trauma from the experience of these psychoses alone. It's placed me soially and romantically or sexually in places where I've gone on to get taken advantage of, hurt, damaged in some really insidious and horrible ways. It's the very drug which my mother was into, dating a dealer in the mid 90s who seriously abused me. I wonder now typing this, how much that scenario would have been possible if the "grit" as it was called back then wasn't involved.
That man went to jail for raping my mother. He eventually got out, and immediately raped several family members I've been told. Back in prison for life. We both deal with the consequences of her relationship with him to this day. Severely.
Meth has put me in some places that are horrible. It's also lit my life up in ways where although I know I am a mess - I am a good person. Good enough that I am told so, and I have friends all over the world now who I love and appreciate deeply. That's also Bluelight though. If I was just running around like most of the people who are using meth out here in my locality and just in the "scene" the whole time? I'd probably be dead. If not, I certainly would not have gained the education and skillset I've gained in my time here with you guys.
I'm extremely depressed these days. I'm very appreciative for what I have. I'm aghast at what my life's been reduced to in what I've lost. I'm crying every night. Telling spectres of those who aren't in my life anymore "I love you.."
I'm trying to find ways to cope and move on. I have some really cool things still. I'm extremely proud of my work and it's chugging along. Slowly but surely. Someday I'll bounce back.
I've had another flare of my Behcet's Disease recently too. That's really terrifying, Honestly. The last couple years since COVID, since my disease started, since my drug use escalated so badly, since my health has declined, since I've experienced literally the greatest peaks of my life - just to lose them. I'm terrified. I'm really scared of everything that's going on and I don't know if I'm gonna make it..