By the time I was in 7th grade I tried pot for the first time and got drunk. By the time I was in 8th grade and 13 years old I met my first real boyfriend.
When this ended i was heartbroken and lost. That summer i became addicted to smoking pot every day multiple times. All of my money went to buying sacks.
I started to drink to get ridiculously drunk. it was easy all during juinor high because my dad would buy us cigarettes and alcohol. In the beginning of freshman year i was clean. As i turned 14 Soon after i was introduced to a new crazy life. I was in the habit of living this lifestyle full of substance and being brave. It comforted me. This was the year of drunken girl hood. I experimented with ecstacy, shrooms, adderal, xanax.
I came to my moment of truth when i had taken E two days in a row, just to come down into a horrible depression. I had never felt such anguish and desperation inside my mind. My only cure was drugs. I started losing consciousness and ended up in the hospital once. I made my whole family miserable. i lost touch with what is most important to me and it brought me to the worst mistake of my life when i was taken advantage of at a party.
I felt it was a turning point, only to keep using and abusing. Now im suffering the consequences of regret, and being lost inside my self. I dont know where to turn to. I like to think these are just learning experiences but this feeling of being helpless eats away at my heart.
I want to turn my life around and be worthy of true love and true friendship.
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