my weekend.
The following is merely a form of venting onto a stupid webpage just like many other mindless teenagers do.
well, 3 weeks ago was her first time smokin meth (that I know of) and she had a lot of fun, the comedown however was hell for her, I absolutely dispise tweakers and dopeheads for they are braindead, self-absorbed, little con-artists. So I told her how bad that shit was and to never do it again. She agreed and said it was horrible and not worth doing again. A few days later she says she wants to try it again just one last time so she can be done with it and have the craving out of her system, I should have known it was already too late by then. This is what we can call the starting pre-addiction phase. I tell her she can't do it again, it's a discusting habit, and we sorta get in an arguement cause I won't support her in doing these things and cause I won't help her find any meth.
anyways,
sure enough this last friday she has to meet up with those druggie friends of hers when I drop her off at the park cause I had to go take care of some things. I somehow found trust in "person B" and told him not to let her get spun by all means. I guess it was out of his control but somehow she gets so spun off her ass even though I told her not to do it RIGHT AS I LEFT cause I knew she was hanging with them, and I knew that would be bad news.
well she calls me friday night telling me how she's freaking out and she's so spun, and how she's so sorry for doing it again. Here would be a direct quote from a text message on friday at 12:43 am "Im so sorry im so fucked up and i hate this feeling and its worse with you mad at me" I just let her know things will be okay, she just can't let this be a habit or anything, I was totally willing to give her another chance to prove me that she could hold back but she was persistant this time. I was kinda convinced she was done at this point and she would stop but no she went as far as being spun the entire weekend, from friday to sunday.
I give her a ride home sunday and we try to talk about things, I only want her to know how dangerous this is and that i'm trying to look out for her. She tried comparing things to my only 2 experiences with esctasy (3 months apart from eachother) and my one time doing coke, but things were way different, I never did anything that changed who I am. Meth does that to you it changes you, I know too many people that have done it, gotten addicted, and haven't been the same since. It destroys lives.
So we talk again on sunday, I gave her a ride home and on the way I tell her about how she has to stop, realize what she's doing, and change her ways before shit gets worse. it's all getting out of control and it's not NORMAL for you to not eat or sleep for 3 days. She's all denying addiction but this has been going on too often for it not to be an addiction, besides meth is among the most addicive substances on earth
she leaves my car and walks off all fast not even really saying bye or even looking at me, I say "i'll call you tonight" she goes "so you can fucking lecture me some more?"
I figure it's going to be either me or meth, one has got to go and i'm hoping it's not me. But I guess the drugs were more important, after all I was only trying to help her from a destructive bad habit. I just don't understand.
What kills me though, is how she was once an extremely sweet girl that you'd never suspect turn this way. It was very VERY unfortunate that it had to end this way. I am once again, alone.
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well, 3 weeks ago was her first time smokin meth (that I know of) and she had a lot of fun, the comedown however was hell for her, I absolutely dispise tweakers and dopeheads for they are braindead, self-absorbed, little con-artists. So I told her how bad that shit was and to never do it again. She agreed and said it was horrible and not worth doing again. A few days later she says she wants to try it again just one last time so she can be done with it and have the craving out of her system, I should have known it was already too late by then. This is what we can call the starting pre-addiction phase. I tell her she can't do it again, it's a discusting habit, and we sorta get in an arguement cause I won't support her in doing these things and cause I won't help her find any meth.
anyways,
sure enough this last friday she has to meet up with those druggie friends of hers when I drop her off at the park cause I had to go take care of some things. I somehow found trust in "person B" and told him not to let her get spun by all means. I guess it was out of his control but somehow she gets so spun off her ass even though I told her not to do it RIGHT AS I LEFT cause I knew she was hanging with them, and I knew that would be bad news.
well she calls me friday night telling me how she's freaking out and she's so spun, and how she's so sorry for doing it again. Here would be a direct quote from a text message on friday at 12:43 am "Im so sorry im so fucked up and i hate this feeling and its worse with you mad at me" I just let her know things will be okay, she just can't let this be a habit or anything, I was totally willing to give her another chance to prove me that she could hold back but she was persistant this time. I was kinda convinced she was done at this point and she would stop but no she went as far as being spun the entire weekend, from friday to sunday.
I give her a ride home sunday and we try to talk about things, I only want her to know how dangerous this is and that i'm trying to look out for her. She tried comparing things to my only 2 experiences with esctasy (3 months apart from eachother) and my one time doing coke, but things were way different, I never did anything that changed who I am. Meth does that to you it changes you, I know too many people that have done it, gotten addicted, and haven't been the same since. It destroys lives.
So we talk again on sunday, I gave her a ride home and on the way I tell her about how she has to stop, realize what she's doing, and change her ways before shit gets worse. it's all getting out of control and it's not NORMAL for you to not eat or sleep for 3 days. She's all denying addiction but this has been going on too often for it not to be an addiction, besides meth is among the most addicive substances on earth
she leaves my car and walks off all fast not even really saying bye or even looking at me, I say "i'll call you tonight" she goes "so you can fucking lecture me some more?"
I figure it's going to be either me or meth, one has got to go and i'm hoping it's not me. But I guess the drugs were more important, after all I was only trying to help her from a destructive bad habit. I just don't understand.
What kills me though, is how she was once an extremely sweet girl that you'd never suspect turn this way. It was very VERY unfortunate that it had to end this way. I am once again, alone.
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