Teen Stories of Meth Abuse and Struggles

• Mar
  25

  All Gacked Out

  Hi, my name's Julie, and I'm 17, almost 18. I've been tweaking since I was 13. I was dating this guy who was about 19 or 20, and he got me gacked out for the very first time. Little did I know how controlling Crystal Meth was, if you do crystal meth once, you could be risking the rest of your life. I went home that night with no idea that my life was never going to be the same. I went from tweaking one night a week (only on the weekends), to tweaking for the whole weekend and pretty soon I was tweaking every day of the week. I started using meth for FUN. That's all I wanted was to have fun. And I don't even know how it happened, but after only a short period of time, it turned into something a lot more serious than "having fun." I was addicted at the age of 14. From the ages of 14-17, everything is a blur. So much happened, and it was all because I was in love with the pipe. I ran away, lived on the streets, and got totally wrapped up in the dope game. I lost most of my friends either because they quit talking to me because I was a tweaker, or I lost them because they lost themselves somewhere in a sack. I was scandalous, a typical tweaker. It's funny. Me and my "friends" robbed each other, talked mad shit about each other, and yet, we were still BEST FRIENDS!! I was lost. My whole world revolved around one thing: MS. CRYSTAL METHAMPHETAMINE! That was my girl. I hurt everyone around me, but I didn't care, even though I knew that deep in my heart, these people I was hurting, was everyone that I loved. I ditched everything and everyone. So I could go get spun. I lived to be high even though I was rapidly going down. But that didn't faze me cause I was never by myself I took people down with me I thought it was funny to turn people out on meth. I'd meet some chick, we'd start chillin, and I'd get her hooked on the shit too. I was a cracked out bitch. This time, last year, I went down hard. Finally my parents through my ass in rehab which I was in for about 5 months. I graduated drug rehab last June but rehab and counseling didn't do me any good. Because here I am, still tweaking. Not as bad as I was before, but I feel like I'm headed in that direction again. I'm scared. Crystal Meth is a fuckin bitch. She's my worst enemy, but she's also my good friend. I'm only 17, this is not right. I shouldn't be tweaking right now, I should be out at the mall or something. But I stumbled across this web site today with my girl Val, and it raised my spirits a little bit because I then realized that people everywhere are going through this same shit. We are all better than this. Not one of us deserves this. I know that most of the time, I feel like everything is hopeless. But it's not. All of us that are addicted to the devil's pipe can pull through and we'll all come out shining in the end. Just keep ya head up.
  
  Julie

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  Posted on March 25th, 2011

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