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Meth Addict

Written by neighbordude

So there I was in nothing more but my boxers, socks, and a pistol; running from the police down my alley.  

Moments before, I was sticking the gun in someone’s mouth while smacking my girlfriend up in my neighbor’s yard.

I ended up pointing it at the neighbor when he came out to see wtf was going on. Then I sent a round down the block at my friend(s) who were running to smack some sense into me before the cops got there; but it was too late… obviously…  

That was one of my many "rock bottoms" I have endured through this crystal meth addiction that I have been dealing with since I graduated from smokin weed and eating acid back in the late '90s, and now I’m almost 27.  

All my true friends from high school either did like mr. addicted to weed and cashed out with the little bit of brains they had left and disappeared, or took a trip to the feds, or unfortunately died young doing something stupid and/or dealing with someone stupid; leaving me here doing the same ol' shit like I'm still 18.  

I could type all night long, not just because I'm high, but because (I know there’s muthrfukrs out there whom relate) when you’re out 24/7 day after week, after month, turns to years; looking for trouble you’re guaranteed to have some crazy ass stories. Stories where my heart still drops when I think of them, but I’m not gonna write until I get someone on my level typing a story cuz that weed addiction story is just jr. high pu$$y shit, addicted to weed? Please.

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0 #3 Raise your bottom — wildmanpop 2010-06-02 09:55

Like you I started out with the weed and worked my way up through every drug possible.I would spend several years with each one and move on.My last exp.was a 6 yr.marriage to a mixture of alcohol,opiates (oxycontin)and of course heroin.I would go through an 8ballof powder most mornings to get going,then drink and shoot whatever i had through the rest of the day and night till passing out.I took every mirror in the house down because I couldn't stand looking at my self.I know how you feel because I've been there.My speed days were many years ago but I remember them.Stop digging the hole deeper.You and only you can decide where your bottom is(as long as you're still alive)

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0 #2 Yep...on and on and on — heavenlycsh 2010-04-24 20:08

I'm a new member and I was browsing through the stories trying to decide on which of my stories to tell and which categories they would fall into. I have a story for each one. Your's is the first though that hit me...
I, too, have graduated from jr. high stuff. Crystal is no joke. But, then again...who isn't using. I CAN relate. The people, places, situations. Most importantly, the many, many "rock bottoms."
My fall down seems like there's no bottom...my ride has changed though. Yippie! Not.

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0 #1 You got stories? — Jax 2010-04-08 15:23

It seems like you haven't checked out some of the crazier stories here on sp. Like vincem's stories about cops and robbers.

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