My meth addiction started two years ago after my divorce. From what little information I had on the drug, it would kill me the first time I shot it. I was mistaken. Instead it has caused a downward spiral of my life over the past two years. I am ready to be done. I am alone with only my parents to turn to. If I keep going the end result is death or prison. I want to cry out, "god I want to live again" and snap back into what I knew of life more than two years ago. It worked at the end of, "Its A Womderful Life". This is not a movie, it is reality. The reality is, I've sought the type of treatment I need. It seems that reputable rehabs are only for the rich. Does anyone have any suggestions?
I hate to admit this but I’m a picker. That is the worst thing to do with this disease. Luckily the only scars I have is on my legs. I try very hard to stay away from my face. I was good all through the summer months. I just ignored the biting. Then this week the biting had gotten worse and I started picking. It’s hopeless I know it is. My skin is covered with the damn things and from picking...
Please i need help the last several months i have been back at it already starting the hustle again . haven't lost it all yet. But im close sitting here with a loaded bowl been up all night and have to be at work at 8.