My Summer Slamming Meth....

[methMADMAN]

So many of y'all may have met me under another screen name I used to use here when I was researching recipes for making speed of various sorts. I didn't really research it for much more reason than to know, but I did get a good steady connection to some good "Ice" methamphetamine. I was able even to work for most of my dope so it didnt cost me money. I started out "suckin the glass dick" or smoking my shit, effective but in hindsight pathetic. My friend of many years, an old school "Slammer" insisted one day I hit the needle and reluctantly I did. This girl uses lightly compared to hardcore folks like me and while it was cool I wasn't that impressed. I continued mostly to smoke. Then I met a chick I kinda had the hots for and she too was a slammer and soon I was off and running and getting good powerful hits that rocked my world. Soon I had no use for smoking except as a social habit. Long story short, this girl and I did a solid month long run with virtually no sleep. It was a HELLA intensely hellish comedown let me tell you. And at the end of the run I was psychotic and a raving lunatic, barely holding it together and having something of a mental collapse.

I laid off ofr a while but soon found myself slamming meth on weekends again. All summer long I wore long sleeve flannels to hide my track marks. I was ok a while but I began to decline into serious abuse again. I was slamming between 1/2 and 1 gram of the purest "Ice" I could get. My best hit was probably a near death experience as it was like I had run a marathon instantly as the taste of the huge gram+ load hit my taste buds. I think that night I hit another gram a few hours later and whacked off to internet porn for like 12 hours until my dick had blisters......How productive huh?

In the end the meth rage set in. I became and angry violent motherfucker, believe that! I didn't hurt anyone much fortunately but I was so close so many times and even after I had come down and been clean a while the anger and violence continued. I beat up my car and was suicidal. I have only the grace of god and the love of my family and dearest friends to thank for my survival of this ordeal. In the end I punched a woman I love (after she kicked me in the face) but I just don't do that kind of thing, yet I did. A day later I was slamming tar heroin to get off meth and I got cotton fever and was so sick and weak the woman I did the meth with's daughter and a 73 year old man beat me up (when I am well I could have taken them both one handed and I shit you not). Long story short in one short summer meth cut me down to size.

In the end we all have our own paths in life, and I can't say that anyone should not do meth, it's your choice and I fully believe in the peoples right to do drugs and I am fully pro legalization. I do believe however that meth will in a long time or short take down 95% of anyone who fools with it too much. Bottom line is I wanted to briefly share one man's personal experience that others might make of it what you will. I hope it will help someone someday at very least. I am now trying to be clean and sober in those 12 step programs we've all heard of.....Good luck and god bless to all who dabble with the meth monster!

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	You forgot to swim.
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