Meth: a Ticking Timebomb Gone Viral

Just Another Day? I Don't Think So

Today was another day without drugs in my life...another day of serious exercise...another day happy and free from the urges and fears that my drug use commands. Another day that I wish could become my life.

Today, I went to do the groceries and pick up some medications for my mom. Instead of hiding my eyes away from people because I didn't want them to see, I looked directly into their own. And even though I wore a mask to protect myself, and so, my mom, from Covid19. My eyes were smiling...and those who I came into contact with smiled back.

That's a good feeling...no...that's a REALLY good feeling. I am normally a very confident person, outgoing...even cheeky, and, I care about people. Meth takes those attributes away. When I first tried speed all those years ago, it made me dance and laugh and socialise, but meth is not speed, and instead of bringing out the personality that lives inside the user, it isolates...it prevents us from sharing our love...and from feeling loved.

Today was not just another day...it was a day I hope I will remember when the wolves come baying at my door. These next few months I hope will never end, and I can continue to be this happy and open...the person I know and love...when meth will deny me of all this...and of my very existence.