12/8/2010
The answer to that is a combination of genetics, psychology, sociology, and learned behavioral coping mechanisms, or put simply life skills. Some people are predisposed to be addicts or alcoholics. I know in my case, alcoholism runs in Mom's side, but no drugs. I didn't know my biological father, but met him at age 32, and when he asked me, "So what do you like to do?," I told him sports cars, roller coasters, motorcycles, sky diving I wanna try, haven't yet. He looked amazed & said that's exactly what he had been into, lived for the adrenaline rushes, although our methods to obtain them differed. I shoot meth, something he never did, while he robbed armored trucks, something I've never done, nor had any desire to do. There are 4 or 6 kids all of us same dad, different moms, and ALL of us apparently got the gene that craves adrenaline, even though he didn't raise any of us.
Demographics play a big role too, obviously. Where one is born, often times are an indicator of the sort of life they are going to have. I don't see very many people that were born in the ghetto, where crack-cocaine and heroin are rampant, and most males in certain neighborhoods don't live to see 30. The neighborhood is a constant war zone, gangs are everywhere, school is dangerous, health care sucks, gang violence is high, more people lack an education than not, and in situations like that, where no matter how hard you try to get out of that place, you can't make enough money to do so lacking education, and job skills unless you become a dealer.
If you're born to middle class or rich family, then again there's the question of availability. Are drugs easier to get than booze if you're under 21 where you're at? If so, that puts one in a higher risk category. What kind of life skills one learns and how he/she see's family and peers deal with life's issues is another risk category. Like one poster pointed out, most people don't start out as addicts, and few (I've only met 1) have the deliberate intention to become a drug addict. I can only speak for myself, but booze was the first drug I ever tried, and it was always under the supervision of my parents, who taught me to sip, not gulp, and to do so with a meal. I was 12, I didn't really like alcohol, and the only attraction for me was the law said I couldn't until I was 21. I had anger issues regarding looking way older (18 or 21) when I was 12.
People expected me to act like an adult and I thought fuck it, if I have to act like it, I'm going to get the privileges too. I chose only a limited experience with booze though. At age 17, while in High School, I had a select 2 or 3 friends I'd hang with, and for the most part thought Cheerleaders, President, Jocks, ect or whatever "cliques" were around were all bullshit and merely a popularity contest, until one day I ran into this cool group so labeled as "the stoners." That's where I got my introduction to pot. I didn't actually like it at first, or even get a real "hit" until 6 months later, so the "high" for me had not been the drug itself, but the rebellious aspect of engaging in it among a group of peers that I finally felt at home and belonged.
I never did become hooked on pot, it was a social thing for me. I had been 24 when I found my drug of choice, back then it was speed aka crank, then crystal meth. The reason? It solved my damn weight problem, solved the low energy problem, I felt productive instead of lazy, pretty instead of ugly, happy instead of sad or angry, and confident instead of this dumb ass insecurity I was so famous for. Of course, because the meth solved so many problems, I did more frequently, eventually becoming an addict. Then one day all 4 of my connects had dried up, which had gotten me on a downward spiral of depression, a feeling of constant worthlessness, anger, and then head first running to my second drug of choice, the painkillers to the point of about a 6 month span of black outs during that dark period.
The pills lifted my mood, gave me a warm fuzzy feeling, and allowed me to
not feel constant self contempt and self hate. Fast forward 26 years later, after jails, loss of jobs, N/A, 2 years of clean time, 2 years of "planned relapse" where I'd stay clean 3-4 months and then take off work one week and use, and then weighing the pros and cons of being clean vs using, did I manage to come up with for now and the past 2 years a treatable solution for me; a manageable habit. Being clean for 2 years off all drugs and alcohol while granted me stability, the approval of my family, the approval of other ex junkies, cost me 100 lbs obesity by the time I was 5 months clean, high blood pressure, borderline diabetes, fatigue, my physical health went to hell. Then at 15 months clean, the chronic fatigue from hell hit me, so 9 months later still clean, but fatigue still didn't let up, still having to work and maintain a full time job--was what sent me running back to meth.
This time around however, although illegal as hell, I use the same controlled amount week to week, sometimes less, never more, I now have; a healthy weight am a size 10, instead of a 22 that I have maintained for a year. Ironically I do not have high blood pressure any more. I do not have borderline diabetes, and the water retention with puffy ankles, legs, feet that got huge sober, are now minimal. I am mobile now, where I barely was before, don't suffer the symptoms of ADD like I did clean, and I'm not fucking tired 24/7 no matter how much or how little I slept the night before. I work full time, have maintained the same job 5 and 1/2 years. For me at this time, the benefits exceed the costs, but I consider myself no different than someone going daily to the methadone clinic so they don't get sick. The main disadvantage is the fact that my "medicine" is illegal, but I may
one day have the nerve to present my case before my M.D. and ask for a script. I'm dubious about doing so, but I consider myself on "maintainance crystal meth." I've tried just about everything from weight watchers, reiki, sleeping 8 hrs each night, no junk food, no sodas, Atkins diet, going to support groups, going to the Dr., & exercising at the gym 3 times/week. I still watch what I eat, still exercise but by themselves were not effective in reducing chronic fatigue and obesity. In fact, nothing was effective for the 9 months (and $600 in medical bills later) I tried doing it the right way, except meth. Now, I still have a little fatigue, but nothing like it had been and my weight stays the same at 160-170 size 10 from size 22 at 240 lbs.
Nothing else worked, nor continues to work for these problems, other than the drug. However, the only thing that allows it to work so well for me, are due to the rules I must follow while taking the drug. I don't drive loaded, rarely use outside home, don't frequent places that are known hang outs for users to avoid trouble with the law, don't use more than my maintainance allottment (gram and 3/4 per week), only use enough on work nights to feel normal, do a small test dose with each new weekly batch 12 hrs before going to work so as not to be loaded for work & giving ample time to wear off if it's a strong batch, only use more than is needed to feel normal during nights off, (if at all), and no blowing off work in favor of tweaking like I did in the past. I learned these rules and what works best for me the hard way over 27 years & the consequences that result when I fail to follow these rules.