My Story as a Meth Addict

I'm a 21 year old girl and I've been using meth for a year and a half now. I've been sober for a week tonight and I'm just wanting to reflect on my story. We all have different reasons for why we start using. Mine was just out of curiosity. Me and my boyfriend started using together and we never thought it would take off like it did. We had no idea we were addicted to it until we ran out on a holiday weekend and found ourselves withdrawals. <br><br>After that it was all I could think about. Me and my boyfriend are both privileged and we have good jobs. We both make 5 figures a month and we both have full time jobs and we just couldn't stop doing it. We had no idea why. I would even get to the point where I don't want to do it anymore but my body wouldn't let me stop. I felt like I was in a whole different world when I was on it. I don't think I've ever felt as high as I do when I do meth. <br><br>I started to realize I was in a bad situation after my boyfriend and I would do whole grams in one sitting. Sometimes we'd do way more than that. It got to the point where it wasn't even fun anymore but we just couldn't stop. We don't drink or smoke weed or do any other drugs anymore. Just strictly meth. We don't do it to have fun. We do it because we have to. <br><br>Me and my boyfriend have a really hard time functioning without it. We need it to get up in the morning and do anything. We can't do normal things without it. Even going to the grocery store. We don't hang out with our friends or family. It's just the two of us. We've gained a lot of weight and we have really bad acne. Our teeth are rotting. I feel like a completely different person. I was never the type to do drugs. I was always very put together but now I look like a completely different person.<br><br>I love my boyfriend and I hate methamphetamine. But it's all we know and love at this point. I could care less about anything else. Nothing matters to me except for meth and my boyfriend. I have no idea how he feels but I see how he acts. And I know he feels the same way. We've talked about quitting and we always end up doing it again. We've tried to stop and we just can't. We don't know how to function without it. It makes us feel so good even though it's making our lives so bad. <br><br>I know I need to quit but I have no idea where to start. I don't want to take medication to get me off of it. I don't want to do any other drugs. I want to take matters into my own hands and get off of it for good. I know it takes time and I'm willing to do whatever it takes. But I have no idea where to start. <br><br>I have no idea what the future holds. I'm not even sure if I'll be alive in the next year. I don't know how much longer my body can take this. I'm not even 22 yet and I can already see the damage it's done to my body. I know I need to stop. But at this point I'm not sure if I can. I don't know if I'll be able to handle the withdrawals or if I'll be able to function. I don't know what I'll do if I stop doing it. I'm just so confused. I don't know what to do.<br><br>I'm just wanting some suggestions on how to stop. What did you do to stop? How did you do it? I want to hear your story. How did you overcome your addiction? I'm just really confused and I don't know what to do. Thank you for listening to my story.