REAL STORIES
"With chronic use, tolerance for meth can develop. In an effort to intensify the desired effects, users may take higher doses of the drug, take it more frequently, or change their method of drug intake."
(National Drug Intelligence Center, U.S. Dept. of Justice)
Age: 19
Gender: MALE
Location: not specified
I used to have a nice life, good folks and cool friends. And then I met crystal. My buddy's cousin was hooked up on it big time and at first i said no. I was so determined to stay away from it and it never crossed my mind I was even ever going to try it, then one night we had a party at my buddy's house. His cousin was there. She was so high she couldn't even speak and everybody thought she was the coolest chick. I was drunk and stoned and there was drugs passing around. She took me to this bedroom and she asked me if I was high on something. I said I only had a few drags off a blunt and a couple of hits off a bong. She started to make out with me and then she went on about how much sexier I would look on meth. I can't really say what went on in my head. I heard time and time again about the dangers of meth and what it does to you. Yes, not even once... not even once. I tried it and never stopped. Since then my life has been destroyed. I dropped out of college. My family deserted. That chick got pregnant and after giving birth she was sent to a mental hospital. I used to be an attractive young man with good skin. Now it's covered with spots and bruises. I lost all my friends. They think I'm a loser. I ended up selling myself to feed my habit. I was only seventeen back then when I first tried it and meth managed to screw me up in less than 2 years.