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Here’s reality; Every day is spent figuring out how to get your hands on $40, finding drugs, doing drugs, hiding drugs, finding places to do drugs, being high, being too high, not being high enough, coming down, going up, hating drugs, loving drugs, hating yourself, being too high to hate anything, making friends, losing friends, dead friends, having no friends, getting sober, relapsing and then finding $40 again. It appears exciting in the beginning but after watching the same scenes year after year, it quickly becomes your least favorite movie.

How can I convince worried friends I can take meth responsibly without it destroying my life? Some are acting like I'm gonna turn into a carcature of a crack fiend over night, but it's just soooooo good and I wanna keep it up. Like, I get meth is one of the "bad" drugs, but I feel like I deserve some trust in my abilities here.

I got into drugs because I felt too much, she got into drugs because she didn’t feel enough

It is the curse of an addict to chase the thing that destroys you.