Speak Up

For me, during active use, meth is a loss of all morals, values, and not caring about consequences (yours or anyone associated with you). Meth for me was this sly character that came into my life masquerading as a friend and lifesaver, always being there and remaining true. All the while trying to kill me, wrapping its (meth) tentacles in my every thought. Little did I know she (meth) looked just like me, only without a soul. In recovery, addiction is to me a voice that tries to turn good situations bad, that tries to explore and exploit my insecurities and one that I have to keep a tight hold on, so that I don't die. Addiction is also a voice that I never had, one that empowers me to be the women that I have always believed in. It also allows me to thrive on that desire to be a better person, to help others in their darkest hours and beyond.