The Disease of Addiction

The first time I used drugs was like most of us, in high school.  Back then the drug I'm referring to was cross tops or speed.  It was at a home football game.  It was raining and my best friend TB was with me.  I remember feeling all tingly, and of course I was wide awake.  Not long after that I found out that it made me quick.  Call it stupid or what ever you want, but back then I did a lot of fighting.  At first it was just to fight.  Later on, it was in self defense because everyone wanted to be the top dog when it came to fighting, and unfortunately I was the top dog.  For a long time, all I wanted to do was take drugs, fight and listen to good old rock and roll.  

I had a massive stereo system, and I use to put on all the dances at school.  At one dance, I noticed that all of a sudden I had lost all sound coming out of the speaker on the right only to find another one of my friends had the speaker leaning back and was proceeding to rip out the center of the speaker. He told me there were bugs or something coming out of it, and he wanted to take care of the infestation.  This little show was due to having too much alcohol and three hits of acid.  The next day he felt bad about what had happened.  To show me just how bad he felt, he gave me a couple hits to take at my next dance (what a pal, right?)

After that it was a common, or should I say mandatory, thing for me to be high on speed and acid at those occasions. All in all, I thought I was just having fun.  What I was really doing was laying a good foundation for drug addiction and a life full of problems, disappointments and unachieved goals. But I was having fun, right? At least that was what I kept telling myself. The use of drugs finally led to me dropping out of high school and the loss of my dream to join the Navy, but until someone told me about the military equivalent exam.  By joining the Navy, I thought I was finally turning my life around, and I didn't care how long it took me. I was going to become a Teams Man (frogman)   Life was finally starting to go the way I had always dreamed.

My point is that no matter what type of drug it is, even if you walk away from drugs for a short time, like I did by joining the military, you have started to lay that foundation for the disease of drug addiction.

And one more little tid-bit, it has been proven numerous times in study after study that as soon as that first drug is taken your maturity growth stops and doesn't start again until you quite using. I will say this thousands of times on this blog. It you are thinking of quitting, even if you are still using, go to meetings, seek help and educate, educate, educate yourself on drug addiction, and how to conquer the beast within.

And that's where I will leave off for this post...