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Age: 18
Gender: male
Location: salt lake

I first started as a sophomore in high school.  I had two groups of friends when it all boiled down to it, the ones I did drugs with and the ones that didn't. I found myself trying to hide the fact that I was using but everyone knew. Comments like "you¹re getting so scrawny" or "When¹s the last time you slept?" really clawed at my already insecure feelings. I sought the support of a few close friends who were incredibly worried. Many emotional battles took place but I constantly disappointed myself by giving in to urges and following those urges would be the voices of the other people I went with. They'd say things like "screw your other friends have they tried this? they can't judge you"

To make a long story short, I ended up self destructing turning my back on my family, my friends and even my girlfriend.  I would always try to assure her that I cared but could never prove it because I was gone all hours of the night... all it takes is one hit. I wouldn't let someone try meth unless I truly hated them.

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