Crystal Meth is a Horrible Drug (Part 3) (1744 hits)
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Submitted by sideshow (View user info) at 2005-07-24 13:12:50 EDT
James and I continued to smoke a lot of weed, although we were taking different classes now, so we saw less of each other. I had learned that a constant effort is the way to go with school, and how to do well. I also started taking some courses that interested me, in chemical engineering, and those were going quite well. James was also trying to do more school work, and as a result of this, our consumption of marijuana was declining. This is good for a few reasons, firstly, it saved a bunch of money, and secondly, I could enjoy the times I was high more. I also felt more inclined to do my homework.
But this story doesn't have a happy ending. James and I continued to see each other, and have fun, doing mushrooms and walking around, or just going out drinking. Things started to go downhill for James, right around the time his girlfriend decided not to move to an apartment with him. He started getting depressed. So he took drugs to feel better, which only made it worse. I didn't know what was going on, what was happening to the James I knew, but I was certain that he was uncontrollably drifting away. It felt like we were on another meth binge together, drifting away from reality. But the truth was, I wasn't using meth, nor was I drifting out of reality, it was only him. He was managing to fall out of the real world, and into his own fantasy world where he controlled his own destiny.
Now he didn't have control over what was going on. He had no idea. I tried to explain to him what I thought was his problem. He thought his problem was that he kept getting screwed over by people. I told him that his problem was quite unlike that, there were people trying to help him, but because they weren't fitting into his fantasy world, he thought they were making it harder for him. That only made it worse for him because now his world no longer lined up with the real world. He questioned me as to why that was a bad thing, and I explained to him that it was a huge problem because he lives in the real world, so his world must align with the world around him.
And things only got worse from there. He had inherited a few thousand dollars from an aunt or something, and he proceeded to start spending it. He spent more and more, getting careless, eventually buying a car with what he had left. He drove that thing around, high on meth and weed, with no insurance and no registration. One of the classic symptoms of depression is an increase in spending, trying to buy happiness with money.
Eventually, things got so bad with James that he had a lot of friends concerned about him. He was partying in another town one night, on a school night, and he was losing his mind. I had just laid down to go to bed, around midnight, on a Wednesday night. As I lay there, the phone rang. I contemplated answering it, and I am glad I did because it was James and he was not sane. He was out of it. He asked me to come and see him, and I was more than happy to oblige.
After getting directions, and realizing that he was in another town, I got in my car and drove like a mad man. There was a blizzard going on, but that didn't stop me, I learned how to drive in Saskatchewan. A drive that normally takes about 75 minutes, even longer in rush hour, took me 39 minutes in a blizzard. I got there as fast as I could because I knew that James was not alright.
When I walked into the house and saw him, he was messed up. I was told by the residents of the house that he was about 3 times worse before I got there. Seeing me, his trusted friend, calmed him down considerably. The worst part about seeing a close friend like this is not being able to do anything to change the situation. We argued with him about what we should do. He didn't want us to do anything, he thought he was fine, but we could clearly see that he was not right. I could explain some of the things he was doing and saying, but they wouldn't make any sense. You probably wouldn't believe me. But let me just say that he had gone crazy.
We decided that the best course of action was to take him to the hospital. We didn't know what to do, there was no way to calm him down or talk any sense into him. The drive back to Calgary was horrible, we were trying to be patient with our now crazy friend, but he was pushing our limits. He wanted to jump out of the car on the highway. To say the least, he was not being very co-operative.
When we got to the hospital, he refused to be checked in. The attendant could tell that our friend was depressed and much more. He said that we would have to call the police and get them to fill out a mental health act form to get him admitted, unless he would do it himself. So we gave James the option. Check yourself in, or I will phone the police and they will do it for you. He called my bluff. But I wasn't bluffing. I dialed the police. They were about to send a cruiser over when he finally realized how serious I was, and so he checked himself in.
We all know how hospital waiting rooms are. The wait takes forever. In the time we had to wait, he called two different cabs, tried to get into both of them and ran away three times only to be chased down by us. He didn't want to be admitted. When they finally took him in for diagnosis, we were asked to leave. It was now 5:30 am.
In the end, he was diagnosed with a bunch of fancy medical speak that means he was crazy. He was locked in the mental wing of the hospital, where they have cameras and security guards who decide who comes in and who leaves. Luckily, we were allowed to visit, which was great for him, and he was recovering. He missed his 20th birthday because he was locked in there, but they let him have a three hour day pass on the next weekend. Eventually, he settled down, got to the source of his problems, and was able to re-integrate into society. It took him about a month of his time, and 4 more failed classes, to learn a lesson the hard way. Drugs can fuck with your life if you are not careful. And making the decision to even try crystal meth is not being careful. With the amount of poisons and toxins in that drug, it isn't safe for anyone.
They say most people are addicted after their first binge. I was lucky because I did two savage benders and yet I was able to break the cycle and get out of that horrible, devastating lifestyle. Now I have graduated from university with an engineering degree, I did it in 4 years, and I have a real job. I still smoke dope, but not as much as I used to. I am happy with my life, but I only wish I was less stubborn and that I didn't have to learn some of my lessons the hard way.
If anything comes from this story, I hope that if you are ever considering even trying meth, you will be reminded of this and realize that the smartest thing you ever did was say no to meth. Crystal meth is a horrible drug.
User Reviews
Submitted by eric_the_bread (user info) at 2007-03-24 21:48:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by _God (user info) at 2007-03-24 21:16:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
A wonderfully depressing story . . . It always sucks to hear meth stories, because they are never pleasant.
I only have one thing about which I would like to nit-pick:
"With the amount of poisons and toxins in that drug, it isn't safe for anyone."
Fuck that shit. Seriously, fuck that. After writing or reading a story like this, demonstrating the horrific effects of meth on a person's mental health, the physically destructive effects should be far from one's mind.
All in all...moving story, amigo.
Submitted by jojo747 (user info) at 2007-03-24 18:09:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
a rare treat around here
Submitted by messmind (user info) at 2007-03-24 17:15:25 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2007-03-19 16:12:13 EDT (#)
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Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2007-03-14 22:52:41 EDT (#)
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Just read this now man.
Good stuff.
Speed/Meth is nasty ass shit.
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2007-03-14 22:28:53 EDT (#)
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Submitted by MandaPanda (user info) at 2005-10-27 22:40:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by vettesrule88 (user info) at 2005-10-25 23:03:23 (#)
Ranking: 0
stop stalking my friend
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Awww, he's just jealous.
This was such a weird story for me because I'm really quite a good girl. I've never even seen weed (though, I've smelled it, and decided that that's enough for me... yuck.), much less someone high on meth. It's pretty interesting to learn how the drug affects people, but scary at the same time.
Good story.
And an automatic +2 for Canadianism!
Submitted by Unabonger (user info) at 2005-10-25 23:12:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
no way I'm reading all that!
+2 for title.
Submitted by vettesrule88 (user info) at 2005-10-25 23:03:23 EDT (#)
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stop stalking my friend
Submitted by Aladdin (user info) at 2005-10-04 18:34:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
That's really sad...in the words of Mr Mackey
"Drugs are bad, Mkay?"
Submitted by Barnymeinhoff (user info) at 2005-10-01 13:27:15 EDT (#)
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Happend to a member of my crew once.
Nasty,.
Submitted by Insanethemind (user info) at 2005-10-01 13:19:10 EDT (#)
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Thanks for sharing this. I tried meth and hated it, so it never became a habit for me.
I preferred sedatives and opioids
Submitted by Mike00295 (user info) at 2005-09-02 14:04:43 EDT (#)
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I used to live in Cleveland.
I moved back home to South Bend 1 1/2 yrs ago.
I changed the location. Bums are the same everywhere.
Submitted by loki (user info) at 2005-08-26 14:38:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Thanks for writing this. It was very informative. Somehow I missed it when you posed it. I shudder to think where Natsukau is headed and I'm not saying that to be mean. I think someone is a bit on the defensive side here.
Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2005-08-04 11:37:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Natsukau (user info) at 2005-07-24 20:33:37 (#)
Ranking: -2
meth is not a bad drug youre just a pussy who couldnt handle it stop perpatrating lies against meth users its starting to piss me off now fuck off and die you pussy
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This guy is a fucking tool.
I remember this night, I felt bad for saying that James had pissed me off earlier in the week when you said he had been committed. Fucked up man.
Submitted by The.Masked.Assailant (user info) at 2005-07-26 15:43:03 EDT (#)
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hey look at me, i'm fine and i've been doing meth since early 2000. but i do everthing in moderation
Submitted by nicole420 (user info) at 2005-07-26 15:29:19 EDT (#)
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props for graduating w/ a degree and helping ur friend
have u lost any teeth yet?
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2005-07-25 03:27:12 EDT (#)
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yep, all this is true - I seen IT happen to my good friend as well.
TWEAKERS SUCK!
Submitted by Phinch (user info) at 2005-07-25 00:47:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
cool story.
Submitted by Natsukau (user info) at 2005-07-24 20:33:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
meth is not a bad drug youre just a pussy who couldnt handle it stop perpatrating lies against meth users its starting to piss me off now fuck off and die you pussy
Submitted by kai070169 (user info) at 2005-07-24 15:20:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
bad drug stories auto +2
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http://www.valleymeth.com/
Submitted by joedaddy (user info) at 2005-07-24 15:10:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2005-07-24 13:45:54 (#)
Ranking: 2
Well done for growing up.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Extended use of Schedule II drugs will always lead to incarceration or death.
Submitted by Robert_of_Duluth (user info) at 2005-07-24 15:07:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
drugs are bad m'kay
Submitted by GaidinCanuck (user info) at 2005-07-24 15:03:56 EDT (#)
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Good friend, you are.
Submitted by William_Q_Percy (user info) at 2005-07-24 14:29:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Dude, this explains a lot. I'm sorry if I was ever an asshole to James, he certainly didn't need it. BUt it's hard to be helpful to a guy if you don't know the whole story.
Wow.
You're a stand up guy, A. One of the smartest people I know, too. I'm glad you got out of this, I hope you didn't have to do it alone.
Thanks for sharing the story, stay strong man.
Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2005-07-24 13:45:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Unfortunately everybody wants to make their own mistakes and a few idiots will read this and go on to wreck their lives because they think they can handle it.
Well done for growing up.
Submitted by MrSparkle847 (user info) at 2005-07-24 13:33:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Shine on you crazy diamond.