The start of my drug addiction.

When I was a youngster I was very against drugs, as I got older my opinions on drugs slowly changed, at 13 I become a stoner, 15 I start smoking cigarettes, from 16 to 18 I did a wide assortment of pills, 18 I tried cocaine, 19 or 20 I did a lot of mushrooms and I tried acid, I just recently did acid for the second time at 23, that was wonderful and refreshing, but at 21 I tried crystal meth for the first time, I loved it but it took me a good 6 -9 months I had control over it, I would only do it every so often, i really wouldn’t spend money on it, October the year I turned 22 I went to a concert with 3 friends, 2 of which were my roommates, and this concert was the last time we were all going to be able to do something like that, well we stayed with a member of my family, who’s been a meth addict since she was probably about my age at the time or younger, well I’d told her that I had tried it and she had pushed and pushed me to do a hot rail with her, and I knew in my head that if I used that night before I went to the concert, that I would get strung out, well I caved and did the hot rail, we go to the concert, missed out on our vip tickets where we could meet the artist we had went to see, well we were all high and it didn’t matter that concert was epic, it was one of the best days of my life, well it ends we go home, and i had stayed up 5 days straight, and than I was done, crystal had taken my soul and kept it for herself, well at 23 I try black tar heroin, and also at 23 I’ve slammed 4 or 5 times and I love it, mind you I swore to myself that I would never put a needle in my arm for drugs. But I have failed myself, in every aspect.