Speak Up

I started using meth when I left my parents house, which the didnt not take it very well, my day wanted to kick my ass, my brother also my mom hated me... it was hard but I wanted to be independent, all my life my parent had told me what to do and how, I had to work and give them all my money so I finally decided to walk out of them at age 24... I was scared and I moved in with a ¨Friend¨ one night my dad called me and said that he will look for me and find me and will make me regret leaving, so my ¨friend¨introduced that drug to me... I loved it, the pain and fear was gone and I felt active and really happy, then I would use it every 2 weeks when I would go out it was a must, I started loosing weight and I thought o cool, at work it would make me the most active person... so I thought everything was good... till old friends saw me and their face said it all... I didnt realize I was looking so ugly, thin, almost bald, couldnt talk right, I felt dissapointed and myself by being called a tweaker, funny how the other people that used to do that drug with me would always tell me ¨you look great, people are just hating¨ right ...? So I moved out of my ¨Friends¨house and went to live with my cousin, I´m still fighting against that drug, it´s hard because now in days that´s so easy to find,... but I have to love myself that´s what I try to keep in mind.... and hopefully one day I leave it completely, these type of pages help alot.... To any person out there that consumes try ur best to leave that, and most important of all dont ever give it to someone sober, dont ruine another life .... I wouldnt do what they did to me, I know it was my fault but that so called ¨friend¨also has alot of blame... God Bless... and anyone can make it !!