I'm going to explain how drugs have changed my life, forever.
I was a teenager when I took my first pill. I took it because all my friends took them every weekend, and they seemed to be very happy.
I was the last in our group who tasted drugs, and nowadays, I don't understand why, because
I've always scared of drugs.
I used to feel different in the group, because at 5 in the morning I was absolutely tired, and all my friends were really happy, and full of energy. I felt like I was a pain in the neck by them.
My boyfriend, took drugs too, we were in the same group. He loved the night, and he liked taking drugs a lot, for this reason we argued a lot, so we decided to split up.
I remember that I felt very sad, and I cried every day, because I loved him a lot.
It was a bad period because during the week, I had a lot of things to do, the problems began at weekends, because me and all the group, went to parties, including my ex-boyfriend.
I looked at him, and he seemed to be the happiest man in the world, with his drugs, and I felt the saddest woman in the world, so I decided to taste the drug.
I thought that all my sadness was going to disappear with those magic pills.
The first time I tasted them I felt good, because it was the first time that I felt I was integrated in the group, so I was full of energy, and happy. However, It was not a real world . Friends are not real friends, and happiness was not real either.
After that day I was able to taste some different kind of drugs, like cocaine, spit and lsd as well.
I used to take them every weekend, since something bad happened to me.
It was on the 24th of June, we were in a private party full of drugged people.
I used to buy one pill, but that day I bought two and it was a big mistake. Two hours after we had arrived to the party I was totally unconscious, and nobody realized.
When they realized I was unconscious party, they decided to get me into the car, and continued with the party. When it finally ended, my boyfriend made the decision to take me home.
I was very ill, and nobody was at home, my parents were abroad, so I was two days at home, totally unconscious.
When my parents got home, they realized that I was really ill, so they decided to take me to the hospital; I was in coma some days. I was fighting to survive, and I achieved it.
Those days were really hard. My parents couldn't believe all that had happened.
But they gave me all their support, and we overcame that problem. I have to thank them for their help, it was really important for me.
Although we though the problem had finished, it had just begun, some days after, I began to feell bad, I was going to the hospital every day during a week, I had panic attacks. I was not ill, but I felt really ill, so we began to visit all kind of doctors, in order to find what my illness was.
After many test, I had anxiety. From that day up to now, I continue with anxiety. These drugs changed my life for ever. Before that I was really happy, with a lot of dreams to achieve. I loved travelling a lot, and meeting people.
Nowadays, I can't make anything. I have a lot of phobias; I'm not able to travel out of the country. I lost my happiness, I’ve never feel healthy, everyday I have a different pain, and sometimes I feel depressed, because I don’t like how I am.
I only hope to make up for lost time, and become the happy girl I was before.
It's hard for me to explain this, but perhaps it could help someone, and this will be enough to me.
Please take in mind that drugs can destroy your life.
I was a teenager when I took my first pill. I took it because all my friends took them every weekend, and they seemed to be very happy.
I was the last in our group who tasted drugs, and nowadays, I don't understand why, because
I've always scared of drugs.
I used to feel different in the group, because at 5 in the morning I was absolutely tired, and all my friends were really happy, and full of energy. I felt like I was a pain in the neck by them.
My boyfriend, took drugs too, we were in the same group. He loved the night, and he liked taking drugs a lot, for this reason we argued a lot, so we decided to split up.
I remember that I felt very sad, and I cried every day, because I loved him a lot.
It was a bad period because during the week, I had a lot of things to do, the problems began at weekends, because me and all the group, went to parties, including my ex-boyfriend.
I looked at him, and he seemed to be the happiest man in the world, with his drugs, and I felt the saddest woman in the world, so I decided to taste the drug.
I thought that all my sadness was going to disappear with those magic pills.
The first time I tasted them I felt good, because it was the first time that I felt I was integrated in the group, so I was full of energy, and happy. However, It was not a real world . Friends are not real friends, and happiness was not real either.
After that day I was able to taste some different kind of drugs, like cocaine, spit and lsd as well.
I used to take them every weekend, since something bad happened to me.
It was on the 24th of June, we were in a private party full of drugged people.
I used to buy one pill, but that day I bought two and it was a big mistake. Two hours after we had arrived to the party I was totally unconscious, and nobody realized.
When they realized I was unconscious party, they decided to get me into the car, and continued with the party. When it finally ended, my boyfriend made the decision to take me home.
I was very ill, and nobody was at home, my parents were abroad, so I was two days at home, totally unconscious.
When my parents got home, they realized that I was really ill, so they decided to take me to the hospital; I was in coma some days. I was fighting to survive, and I achieved it.
Those days were really hard. My parents couldn't believe all that had happened.
But they gave me all their support, and we overcame that problem. I have to thank them for their help, it was really important for me.
Although we though the problem had finished, it had just begun, some days after, I began to feell bad, I was going to the hospital every day during a week, I had panic attacks. I was not ill, but I felt really ill, so we began to visit all kind of doctors, in order to find what my illness was.
After many test, I had anxiety. From that day up to now, I continue with anxiety. These drugs changed my life for ever. Before that I was really happy, with a lot of dreams to achieve. I loved travelling a lot, and meeting people.
Nowadays, I can't make anything. I have a lot of phobias; I'm not able to travel out of the country. I lost my happiness, I’ve never feel healthy, everyday I have a different pain, and sometimes I feel depressed, because I don’t like how I am.
I only hope to make up for lost time, and become the happy girl I was before.
It's hard for me to explain this, but perhaps it could help someone, and this will be enough to me.
Please take in mind that drugs can destroy your life.
