I lost my best friend to meth two years ago. He was the only friend I had ever felt a real connection with in my entire life. He was also the only truly good friend, sincere, compassionate and fun. And he was the only friend I had. Although there may be people who believe you stick by your friends no matter what, until youve known meth the way i have its a completely different story. I had a boyfriend years before who was addicted to it for years. As it got worse, the more he used it his brain became damaged including the memory and personality index of his brain. When this happens the person you knew is gone and they can never be that person again that friend has died and you get the left overs and its not pretty, its really sad. I dont regret letting my best friend go. The day i decided, it was one of the easiest decisions of my life because he was happy to take me for a drive in his car before telling me he was still high . Once you see how unconcerned they are of your well being how inconsiderate they are for your feelings, your just relieved to go on without them even though its such a big dissapointment. He had so much going for him, oppurtunities i would kill for. And I personally take offense from drug users because ive struggled with disease my entire life and spent so much money and time taking drugs just so that i could complete my day free of agonizing pain, it took me 15 years to find a medication that worked. Its not fair that i have to spend money, take meds that destroy my internal organs just so i feel normal when they want to feel better than normal?
All they have to do is deal with their personal problems by seeing a psychotherapist, reading a book, talking to someone, writing in a journal. Everyone should be so lucky, to have that kind of control on their medical state.
And with all the drugs psychiatrists are so eager to hand out why resort to street drugs if your having a mental problem making you unhappy you dont see your dealer you see a mental doctor. Its common sense.
